Gold-Horned-Alpha

Fyrik exited his office after finishing some paperwork and decided to tour the palace to check up on how everything was functioning and to make sure nothing was wrong. As he walked through the palace, he checked on his troops and occasionally talked with them. Talking to one of the palace Guards, Fyrik and the soldier heard a racket and muddled yells of frustration. “That must be Mad Jimmy.” The soldier sighing in exasperation. “Definitely sounds like it. I’ll go see what’s going on.” Fyrik said shaking his head, but smiling at the thought of all the possible situation as to what the problem could be. Jim