Yet another fantasy
These fools want to redirect valuable resources to retake a mine overrun by creatures.
The things loved the humid dark environment, must be similar to the hell from wench they came. The mine was a hot spot for creatures, with numbers well into the thousands. No raid could take that on without serious casualties, or most likely a raid wipe.
Liam and Theon have been in an endless screaming match with the idiots from Anatol. This constant squabble has taken its toll on my mind. I pinch the bridge of my nose and slowly begin to rise.
The entire room falls silent, Anatol’s ambassadors quickly sink to their seats. I am not opposed to beating sense into the slow-minded. Seems they have lost their f
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