Kax looked at the smaller man with disdain clear in his eyes," I don't want her, tree monkey. I don't know what came into your mind that I did. Now, I thought you were to be discussing surrender terms with my father. I think you should get back to it," He moved past him, how taller, more powerful frame bumping the older elf's shoulder out of the way. He was the epiphany of arrogance and pride. He felt very little fear, and he moved into the castle again, finding the outside becoming rather too filled with Sylvan filth for his tastes. He moved into the cooler insides of the castle, hoping that no other tree elf would come and bother him. He was rather sick of their presence when they weren't around to be cut down like grass to a scythe.<br/><br/>Hath found his son strolling over the back to the hall, appetite catching up with him as he knew it would be. Kax was chewing when his father touched him on the shoulder," Son, I would like you to be a part of the negotiations."<br/><br/>Kax scowled," And be with those tree people for an instant longer without killing them? I can't see how you can stand it. I can't. What do you want me for, anyway?"<br/><br/>Hath took his son by the arm and forcefully pulled him in the direction of table that they were discussing the terms of peace. Kax looked as uncomfortable as he sat as if he had been sitting on a cactus, but he soldiered through it, managing not to cast his disparaging looks in the direction of any of their former enemies.<br/><br/>"I think," Hath told the table," That it is time that we discuss what my son has to do with the peace arrangements."