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[doomfire]

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[ no introductions, nobody's going to call him unless they have business anyway!

or will they

who knows ]

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[alternia_strength]

Hmm, yes. You have a point, but other than my love of beautiful art and their love of hideous abominations they call art, we have little in common.

[doomfire]

That doesn't mean you shouldn't know who they are.

[alternia_strength]

[He made a harumph sound.]

One of them did apparently win some sort of contest. [Tap tap, new boots. Decent looking too.]

I should at least thank him for his efforts.

[doomfire]

The gods hold those every couple months. Usually the winners get their house an award.

[alternia_strength]

Yes, I'd heard something to that effect at one point.

[doomfire]

It might be their way of convincing more people to fight for them.

[alternia_strength]

They require assistance? I would think the opportunity more than enough justification.

[doomfire]

[ this guy... ] It might be like that in your world, but it's not for everyone. People should know if they're being taken to fight.

[alternia_strength]

Always be prepared. You never know when the glories of battle await you. However, I suppose that does explain several things.

[He sighed. What it explained in his mind was why his glorious empire usually trounced these lesser races.

The things Equius took away from conversations sometimes...]

[doomfire]

What things do you mean?

[alternia_strength]

It almost certainly explains the successfullness of the armies of our people for one. Ours is a nation always in preparation for war. The opportunity here is clear to us, I would think.

[It wasn't, ust to him.]

[doomfire]

We only barely won the last battle we had here. And that's only because of what Freyr did.

[alternia_strength]

An unrelated matter, though I appreciate a good challenge to get the blood flowing. No, if there were enough of my kind here, this city would be extremely different. I am certain of it.

[They'd all be trying to kill each other.]

[doomfire]

[ oh, trolls. ]

But there isn't. Not all of the people here want to fight.

[alternia_strength]

Of this I am quite aware. [He nodded at that and gave a half-hearted shrug.] I am not above assisting in their defense. Logistics and archery are not exclusive after all.

[doomfire]

We need all the people we can get. [ He won't deny or discourage that ]

[alternia_strength]

Much as I am loathe to admit it in some cases, that is a sensible attitude.

[doomfire]

You're going to fight with us, then?

[alternia_strength]

Was that not obvious? I thought I was quite obvious in my intentions. Absolutely. I would not miss this challenge.

[doomfire]

Good. If any of your- kind come here, see if they'll join us. [ he's not sure of the term. he's trying, alright ]

[alternia_strength]

Trolls? They should all leap at the chance. I expect a few are already involved to some extent.

[doomfire]

That's good. We could use more people like them, if they'll help.

[ O'Brien doesn't know nearly enough about trolls. ]

[alternia_strength]

[Good news: Most of them weren't this nucking futs.]

We could. The Highblood would be helpful, if he could be controlled properly.

[doomfire]

Highblood? [ might as well find out some stuff about these guys ]

[alternia_strength]

Yes. Gamzee Makara. He has blood of noble purple and is among the caste of the highest land dwellers. His rage is incomprehensible when stoked.