Troll Trouble
"The city dwellers we once had trade and treaty with left. As I now understand it they may have died during the plague? Regardless, about three weeks ago a group of Guildsmen, your Guildsmen, entered our domain and began attacking us. They began constructing iron gated doors in the central hub our town, cutting off our tunnels. On the second day they slaughtered most of our warriors. I had been ordered to lead the elderly and young away to to hide in safety until these attackers were driven off. When the last of our warriors and leaders died, I decided to lead those who were left alive, the elderly and young, to the Eastern Reaches and beg upon Elder Angrid's beneficence. The tribe of the Eastern Reaches agreed to take in those who would swear to become one with Elder Angrid's people."
Ülo pauses a moment and very visibly calms herself as her voice had started to rise and become a bit aggressive and ranty.
"But what came before does not necessarily concern me here and now, I am here to speak about tomorrow, and when that transpires, what shall become our present. Those of us who have not joined the Eastern Reaches, who have not sworn to be one with Elder Angrid's tribe, who are not bound by treaty with your Guild, will be taking back the Western Reaches. That is for tomorrow, but what shall become of it once it is today? Will there be a place for peace between us? That is what I am here to discuss. The whether and what of DuClaire and the town we shall be taking back."
OOC: 17:42, Today: Ulo rolled 11 using 3d6. Bad Temper 12, she needs to remain calm for this meeting.
18:05, Today: Ulo rolled 9 using 3d6. Diplomacy 14. Trying to keep things calm and even keeled and convince Bleak she can be worked with.
She's in control but still showing teeth.