"Thank you for your generous offer, Master Ranger, but nothing springs to mind at the moment. That is not to say that all is well, or that I may not require your assistance in the future. My people have their own troubles in the south. Too many of the holds and fortresses there are still in the hands of giants and their humanoid allies. We simply have not had the numbers to make serious attempts at their recapture, and Istivin has been too distracted by their own internal struggles to be of much assistance. Even if things here were straightened out, the forces under General Terpin or Marshall Velthundle have not recovered their pre-war numbers. I am afraid that we must bide our time and pick our battles in the meantime."Scotley said:Morley considers the discussion and finally speaks. "It is most generous of you to take the time to come here and offer your assistance. In that spirit I ask is there anything we can do for you?"
The Prince shakes his head, holding up his hands in protest, "Thank you, but no. My group and I have already broken our fast at the home of a local iron merchant this morning. He insisted that we all try this Baklunish dish that I can't even begin to pronounce. It was good but quite filling, I'm afraid."Scotley said:Nodding, Morley responds, "We are commited to rooting out this 'canker' at the heart of Istivin as you put it. If we turn up anything about an Azure Prince you can trust that we will pass it on. I must appologise as we seem to have forgotten our manners this morning. Can we offer you breakfast?"