As far as the food scouts were concerned, the company could often be described as eight hundred hungry mouths to feed. This morning, they fed well. The scouts had located enormous schools of squid, giving the company quite a feast. Their yellowfin tag-alongs had feasted, as well.
Pheyus was very anxious to visit with Magisch, but decided to wait until all of the ink pens from the squid breakfast had been regurgitated. It was considered proper etiquette to have all of that messy stuff done before addressing one of the Stellar council.
Magisch held the ominous, if not purely ceremonial title of Secretary of Orca affairs. It was ceremonial because the title itself was a contradiction of terms, and not based on tangibility. The reality was, Orcas had their own diplomacy, and it was rarely
