A Royal Gamble

[Bay]

Nirdrang couldn't help but scoff, "You again overestimate your prowess. None of you have the ability to oppose me, much less take this crown. As far as the ore is concerned, my sources made no direct link with the cultists, but I've had my own doubts for some time."

His expression then softened. "Regardless, it's like you said it yourself," he whispered, "'This world faces something much larger than rival kingdoms or social ties.' You need allies to combat Odjir's return. I need allies that can help me remain in power for the same goal. Both of us have much to gain working together."

The hobgoblin king smiled broadly and spread his arms, "And yes, you may detest my culture, but it hardly matters when we both have so much to lose doesn't it? If you think your fellow Heralds will protest, then don't tell them. Return to them, lead the slaves back to the mines, and make your grand stand. You'll win! A few dozen slaves is a small price to pay to close that mine. Consider them payment, for services rendered."