‘You would bargain with me?’ ‘No, my lord,’ Uthas uttered. ‘A reward…’ ‘Ahh.’ Asroth stood and strode back to his chair, his leathery wings wrapping around him as he sat. ‘It is true, I reward those who serve me–successfully. And punish those who fail me. What reward do you wish for?’ ‘To be King of the giant clans–and to rule from Drassil, our ancient home. When the war is won.’ ‘But your giants are Sundered. Even I cannot change what is already done.’ ‘I ask that they be given the choice, in this God-War. Those who join your cause have me as their lord, your vassal king. Those that refuse,
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