Strange Negotiations
The space between two armies is usually the spot where the most blood is shed. However, at the start of every conflict, this same space is used as chance for de-escalation. More often than not, unfortunately, it's the spot where leaders come to taunt each other and show off which of them had bigger balls.
That late afternoon was no exception as we came face to face with Great General Garm Trickhaven, Marshall of the West and member of the Trickster's Ruling Council. Well, I should say former member for it was very clear to me that this bastard was a traitorous snake who'd just betrayed his clan to its worst enemy.
As soon as our two parties met at the center space between the two armies, I stared daggers at the half-elf who I suspected held a bit of giant's blood in him. How else could he be so damn bulky?