It must be true! Yes, it must be true, the show that tells you all sorts of incredible things, which since they're on television, must be true! And now, the host of "It must be true", Garfield the cat! Thank you, thank you, we have a great show for you tonight, folks, and I just want to remind you of our motto, "If you say it on television, it must be true!" Here's our first incredible revelation; there's no such place as Wyoming. Think about it. Have you ever met anyone from Wyoming? Well, there you are. The myth of Wyoming began in the year 1789, when the great explorer and mapmaker Arbuckle Vespucci was designing the United States. Lets-a see-a. I will put a-Oklahoma here. Then, I'll put the North-a Dakota here. Nonono. Maybe that should have been near-a South-a Dakota. Si! Haha, that's-a good. He had some help from his faithful and handsome cat. You dropped-a these-a. Oh no! I don't-a have-a room left for those two! Hey-a no sweat-uh. You just put Alaska up here or someplace-a and stick this Hawaii-a here someplace-a, it's simple. Bellisimo! I have-a designed-a the entire United-a States-a! Oh no! I left a teensy-tinsy little square empty out here. And were all out-a of states-a! Hmm, no more states-a huh? How about another-a Carolina? Oh, I know! And so the cat wrote in "Wyoming", an old Italian word meaning "no state here." So, there's no Wyoming. And remember, "If you say it on television, it must be true!"
While Camilla would reject the drinks the Lord Commander would make his order for beverages which would be brought during the royals monologue. After digesting the information within that of a second a response was bestowed:
“We have heard vague reports of people of your kind from the Skaven, but we would certainly like to learn more. In the meantime while we gather information we will provide housing for any diplomats and agree to establish relations, until a response is heard from the Capitol, upon which it will be decided if relations are to be made solid. Does this sound just to you?”
"That sounds perfectly reasonable to us. A diplomat and a small retinue of bodyguards shall be transferred here as soon as possible. While we are here, I do assume your kind has sustenance for us? Specifically any live animals you may not miss? My apologies, but we are somewhat famished from the incredibly long journey."
Yes and Yes, until we can provide larger accommodations there is a room, to the left of the one beneath us, scribes do frequent it but I’m sure arrangements can be made for them to temporarily take their businessmen, and for the animals we have a quite sustainable number for cooking.”
"Oh no, I'm afraid for our kind to sustain themselves, I must insist that the animal be alive. Our species sustains themselves differently than mortals, you see." As all of this was going on, Grimwald was standing nearby seemingly talking with the bat that delivered the message earlier. He writes down a letter then attaches it to the bat's legs before allowing it to fly off westward.
"Yes, that is agreeable for us. The message to our ambassador is already on it's way, so once we have sustained ourselves and some information is exchanged, we will return to our lands." With all of that finished, Camilla and Grimwald both make their way outside to where the animals were being put.
An array of animals is led up among the messengers on the Reaorses who are due for the Capitol, proper accommodations have been made for their room as well.
Once all of the animals had been lined up, Camilla seemingly begins looking through all of them, searching for some type of trait that the Thunians can't really discern. Eventually she picks a healthy sheep that seems to be among one of the more fit of the animals. She holds onto the sheep and reveals a pair of sharp canine teeth that she then uses to bite the sheep on the neck, seemingly drinking something from inside of the animal. After a few seconds, she lets go and the sheep seems visibly drained, almost as if on the brink of death. Camilla stands up and wipes a red liquid, evidently blood, off of her lips with a pleased sigh. "Not the tastiest, but it fills the urge all the same." Grimwald does the same with another animal, and when done they both seem more youthful and vigorous than before.
(I guess they'll exchange some basic information about each other then they just leave back to Karling Keep until the diplomat arrives. Or we just timeskip to when the diplomat arrives and they exchange information then. Either way, it's time for me to get off for the night, so we'll have to do this tomorrow or whenever you have the time.)