Uthum: Eastern Harbor
Leta's white feathers ruffled and here eyes glistened with anger, but then she composed herself. "Why must we leave? We havent even begun speaking. We wish only to enter a trade relationship with your people. It could be of mutual benefit to all who are involved. My people have many resources; silver, copper, fruits, merchant ships, to name a few. By dismissing us you are losing out on valuable trading opportunities." Leta said, her eloquent voice disguising her inner fury. She hated these racist bastards with all her heart.