Katzan Xizoh sees Sibri's claim

[16:12] Sibri says, "I will be taking control."
[16:12] Katzan Xizoh asks, "Of?"
[16:13] Katzan Xizoh asks, "Cruxati?"
[16:13] Sibri says, "Yes-yes. I will make an announcement soon, that those who wish to challenge that claim should pry the lands from me..."
[16:15] Katzan Xizoh asks, "Sure. Do you have any tribesmen for it?"
[16:15] Katzan Xizoh says, "Because I think the only few Cruxati who live are totally submissive to Gaiar's comand."
[16:16] Sibri says, "Then I will plant seeds anew."
[16:21] With a turn toward the great fortress that loomed over the lands, Sibri faced it directly. The moss-covered castle was taken in gradually, his pink eyes glowing faintly with a shimmer to his stare. He stared in silence for several moments before lifting up his hands, each splindly digit extending out to the walls...

In the rise of his arms, blue vines, thin and long, fell out of his black sleeves, and crawled around him like serpents. "Go," he commanded, a hiss reverbating out of his throat, before the tendrils swept up along the old stone.

They pierced into it, curling against the rock. Blue appendages that extended out, becoming one with the structure itself, marking the territory with Sibri's nature magic.
He closed his eyes and inhaled, exhaling.

"...Not many magi in the region. We have work to do," breathing out, he climbed the steps and turned, staring down at the southern lands.

"An entire tribe was once near wiped out on Agartha, but time is kind to the patient. So we will make some changes, keeeeh."

(Sibri)
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[16:33] Katzan approached the display that Sibri so intensely put up. The ever present grey mass that surrounded his body slowly fed to the colors, under his control. Perhaps he wanted to see this territory constantly abandoned - Something to symbolize what happened to those that were untrue to Gehenna's true purpose.

Even if Sibri started speaking about his dominance, there was one thing that Katzan needed to make clear: It was one thing to express dominance over Cruxati. It was another, wholly different, to express dominance over Atl.

A quick glance was redirected towards the lands southwest, the broken golden orb that once laid on top of the temple still emitting rays of light onto the horizon, reflecting the sun itself. He still longed to see where he could go, how far...

But for now, Katzan was to pay attention to Sibri. The blue vines curled around the temple, and soon enough, Katzan spoke.

"We're doing our best in Atl, for now. Following my father's footsteps. Unfortunately... Looks like whatever magi has his power surge around here, leaves for other territories. Specially Crafthold." He said, slowly making his way as to stand in front of Sibri. Didn't matter if he was standing below the dryad's height, for he managed to somehow make it look like he was higher. As if he was constantly looking down on him.
(Katzan Xizoh)
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[16:36] Sibri says, "That place made me feel claustrophobic, and many of the inhabitants there have a dull softness... I am done with it, keeh. For now, I'll rebuild here, and send out messengers to inform others of this... Challenge."
[16:36] Sibri says, "Perhaps those of Gehennan blood will be interested in returning when they learn that the Cruxati is no longer under Tragedy's heel."
[16:36] Katzan Xizoh says, "Hah. Softness. Indeed."
[16:36] Katzan Xizoh asks, "You saw when they stopped me from killing someone in an honor duel, didn't you?"
[16:38] Sibri says, "Mmn, yes- there's a carelessness in their nature, but despite that weakness I imagine they'll be able to pick apart whatever's left of Ardent, keeh."
[16:38] Katzan Xizoh asks, "But there's something else that we need to discuss, as I believe this makes you... Chieftain of Atl?"
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "Atl, not..."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "Cruxati."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "Chieftain of Atl is me."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "I think about me all the time. Pardon."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "This makes you chieftain of Cruxati, correct? In technical means."
[16:39] Sibri asks, "Keh-keh-keh. Go on?"
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "We have..."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh says, "A third tribe. Empty."
[16:39] Katzan Xizoh asks, "What do we do to it?"
[16:39] Katzan has tried to destroy Ozomatli's statue but was told by Kayeliun he can't because that's Cruxati territory.
(Katzan Xizoh)
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[16:39] Sibri says, "I think, for now, we have more land than we can manage... So it is unnecessary, as is, keeh."
[16:40] Katzan Xizoh asks, "It is unnecessary. Correct. What do we do to all that?"
[16:40] Katzan Xizoh says, "I've been eager to... Do something."
[16:43] Sibri says, "i do not really care about the dusty bricks of traitors that fled to Ardent, keeh. So whatever you do is your decision alone. "
[16:44] Sibri ushes over a nearby scribe and begins murmuring a message to pass along... Of his claim of the Cruxati.
(Sibri)
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[16:44] Sibri says, "ushers*"
[16:47] Katzan smirks upon hearing Sibri's words. He nods slightly, before turning towards the Ezmaran territories. "Very well. I know what it will be, then."

He starts walking, an utter sensation of magnificence, every step taken with utmost care and yet, almost appealing to the eye of whatever observer to be kept upon himself.

"It will be..." He speaks, with the odd neutrality in his voice gone. It's almost as if, for the first time in a couple of years, he feels eager to do something. The pause by itself seems to act as some time to build up suspense, for the dramatic effect of it. Obviously, Katzan wouldn't go away without that.

His right arm, his only arm, pushes the coat backwards, a foster arm made of the greyish mass he controls formed on the other side. Even if Sibri was the only spectator, he would see.

"Glorious." Like everything he did.
(Katzan Xizoh)