The Ur Rhug approached the drinking room of Urog. He was carousing with Ya’na, Gulog, Rhug’ab, Jhonhi, and Vektor, trying to take the edge off of his nerves with the current state of affairs in Simonsburg and Brez. The urya was being passed, and everyone was feeling good. The Ur Rhug stood tall and said, “‘Might-e leader, a K’iou is herr to see ya. He’z one of Derlur’s friends. Somethin’ 'bout the feral problem.”
Urog rolled his eyes. “Is Derlur out there too?”
The Ur Rhug shook his head. Urog smiled, and kicked Vektor’s chair towards the door as he took a puff of the urya. “It’s bad enough dealing with Derlur. I’m not wasting my time dealing with his friends or minions.” The group chuckled, grinning at Vektor, suddenly happy they were not second-in-command.
Vektor smirked, knowing full well Urog not-so-subtly sent him to deal with the “problem.” Vektor got up, snatched the urya from Urog’s hand with mock aggression, took a long, deep puff. He then gave it back, with mock deference, to Urog before walking out the door. Everyone broke out into laughter as Vektor calmed himself as he made his way to the K’iou waiting for him.
Vektor stood tall and looked down at the K’iou. He didn’t mean to intimidate the small K’iou, but he did enjoy being so much taller than his “guest.”
“I’m Vektor. You may speak with me regarding this problem. What’s on your mind?”