" What I say? " The dragon laughed scornfully before replying in a burst of anger. " Should any of you, of all the possible houses, enlist the help of vile House Skullcrest, you could not insult me more! But, no matter, for their help would come far too late either way! They won't be here before three months have passed, and by that time, Kiatown's walls will have long since fallen – by your own machinations to boot! That, is what I say. "
Having spit his venom, Auratus paused to let it sink in. He would not have any more mortals of this vile house on this island, nor them gaining more influence. Then again, he knew that they should have been raided recently – he doubted they would be able to muster a worthwhile number of troops afterwards, especially with resented Duncan Skullcrest allegedly campaigning elsewhere. After calming himself with such thoughts, he spoke to the giant anew. " We might not want to harm the orcs ourselves, as their masters then won't harm our mortals either, but laying waste to what once was yours is another matter. Come with me and Pyrite if you want a shot at Wild Red's head, but I would also suggest that you either gift the mortals of Kiatown the means to destroy your siege equipment, or smite it yourself. As things stand, I doubt they could hold out long enough for any help from the mainlands to arrive. "