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The air was filled with objections and angry argument as the men and women voiced out their disagreement to the appointment of the new Warlord. The Warlord observed, amused even, at the nonsense blurted out by these Counselors. "Fools" mused the Warlord.

He finally raised his gloved hand to capture the attention of the arguing Counselors. When silence filled the room and all eyes were on him, he stood-up to his full height. Clad in the finest clothes, the Warlord was an imposing figure as he was easily a head taller than the tallest Counselor in the room.

As he swept the room taking in the view of everyone standing before him, studying them, he slowly began "I am Her proxy. I am Her Champion. I am the Blade that destroys Her enemies. I am the Master of War". Infuriated, the Counselors rose to the Warlord's bold words and drowned the hall with their disapproval further.

Raising his voice, the disapproval of the Counselors were overwhelmed and silenced as the Warlord spoke "What do you all know of war? I have won a thousand battles in Her name while you all seat comfortably clad in your obscenely ostentation clothes debating how much tithe should this year fill your bank accounts while loyal servants bleed, sweat, and die to better this nation".

The Warlord quickly continued "And now you intend to burden the new lands with your tithe which will cause a revolt just as the pacification is seeing some success"

"Your war machines require resource might I remind you or has all the killing has made you a blunt instrument" said a gaunt Counselor

Not raising to the bait the Warlord replied.....