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Argath watched as the creature roared once again, stomping it's way to Argath. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Naghi parading around the tree in a way that made him think Naghi's mother was a wood elf. He was going to mount the beast, and find a way to attack it from atop it's hide...

Argath was used to seeing the discs he conjured cleave throught platemail-laden soldiers. When they impacted the Behemoth however, they simply lodged in a few inches causing the beast a brief recoil. The carapace was unlike anything Argath had ever seen. The giant cursed, glancing to his side to...

“If father were not clever he would have been stabbed in the back ages ago.” The circle of silence would follow them as they walked. “Dividing his attention across various fronts will be far more effective than simple deceit.” Naghi had not revealed all of his cards, just as Argath...

"The shifters?" Argath responded curiously. He had heard of them, but not of any issues they had with Molthal. Given the lack of crops and farm beasts the Blightlands were a poor target for raids and pillaging. He'd heard tale they were humans that could shift into bears who took to the seas...

"The dwarves of Belgrath could certainly be motivated to action after Gerra's assault." He responded. Historically the dwarves were less timid than say, the elves. Inciting a counter-attack wasn't unprecedented. "Their assistance could be garnered through promises, or incited from within."...

Argath let out a sigh. "I had hoped of all of our brothers, your attitude would be different." Argath replied. He would then take off his necklace and return it to Mirielle Merlon and leave the ziggurat, careful to mind his surroundings. Even if Gerra did not wish to offend his people, that...

"I see." Argath responded to Naghi's comments. From what Argath understood the nomads were not numerous enough to divert a significant enough portion of Molthal's forces. Naghi wasn't telling him everything. He wondered what secrets his brother held. "A strong enough figurehead to rally the...

"The Blightlands will be cured by any means necessary. If that requires shutting down the mines and dulling the war machine then so be it. My people will learn to eat from the work of their hands, not merely the scraps stolen from caravans that travel the Spine." Argath's brow lowered as...

"Your fears are understandable." His gaze stayed fixed on Gerra. "But unfounded. I have no desire to meddle in your territory." He let out a deep breath. "When I came through your lands the first place I visited was the city of Lazular. Amol Kalit is thought of a wasteland, but that city was...

Gerra's comments were dismissive of Argath's intentions, but lacked the threats that slithered off his tongue before. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife, but Argath saw Gerra's statements as distinct progress. "Playing games with our brothers is not my goal, but rather a necessity...

Argath's attempts at diplomacy had fallen flat, Gerra was unimpressed with his gifts. He had known this was possible, even likely, but he had hoped for a smoother start. "Very well brother, I will skip the decorum." Argath replied. "I am here to ask your assistance in killing our father." He...

The trip had been remarkably uneventful. Mirielle Merlon had kept her word, and Lazular's guards kept any other Imperial dignitaries or mercenaries at bay. They'd even managed to carefully avoid the patterns of the the Antlions and sand worms that has caused so many deaths on the dunes. Now they...

Argath was about to welcome Ormr, but before he could address the fellow half-giant he was challenged by the cursed arm sellsword. Argath would be lying to himself if he said he wouldn't have found the battle amusing, but he had other priorities for the moment. "You two enjoy yourself." Argath...

Argath kept silent as Naghi spoke of hope. He had not considered the nomads, as he thought them too disorganized and sparse to form a true force. He had his doubts on Naghi's machinations, but was willing to entertain anything that lead to Menalus's destruction. "The nomads may be more pliable...

Argath scoffed at Naghi's question. "The Blightlands are not a unified nation, but a smattering of tribes that father collects tribute from." Argath replied. "They are as children, fighting among themselves for claims of land, food, and slaves that pretend to be unified when they see Molthal's...