CCCXVI. The Orator
After Dag's words, the mood of the crowd dropped and the expressions on people's faces became perplexed.
"Imagine what might happen to Skjold if the knowledge of the Northern Clans joined those of the Okstorm Clans! If instead of continuing wars caused by past mistakes, all the Clans would cooperate and strengthen! Don't get me wrong, my dear citizens of Skjegg, I'm sure it will be impossible to avoid spilling blood, but... I wanted to share this thought with you! A warrior can not live only of iron and blood, he needs to constantly nourish his brain, to guarantee his children the best possible life! Do you agree with me or do you think I'm just saying a sea of bullshit?! Come on, I want to hear what you think!" Dag yelled, waving and dropping some mead from the mug in his hand.
Those words surprised not only the citizens but also his companions, who had never seen him so determined to gain the trust of the people.