THE DIRE QUEST

"Do you two not think that with Arron Thickroar already annexing the land of the dwarves, goblins and trolls it is only a matter of time before he takes over Pinkiland?" Lord Mordian asked.

"Not if we surrender to him first Mordian - you see with my people unaware of the Badorna lotus the pressure to surrender my country home Pinkiland to that bull faced bastard is low."

"That is very true." Concurred Galrut.

Lord Mordian chuckled. "Are you sure about that?"

"Yes I am absolutely sure of that." Prince Elrond sounded confident.

"Well I am not so sure of that given that you have granted the dwarves, goblins and trolls safe passage into your lands - and unless you are up to something trust me within two months your people would storm this palace of yours asking you to surrender to Arron Thickroar so they could be provided with the Badorna lotus to eradicate the skin rotter that causes them great suffering." Said Lord Mordian.

Prince Elrond did not at all look perturbed by what Lord Mordia
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