As if an army wasn't bad enough, a Knight of Faerie announcing that he was bringing a gift was just about the most terrifying thing one could imagine. The lord, ignobly, cowered behind Frost, to the point of being barely visible.<br/><br/>As Caiaphas explained, his eyes went wide... as did Frost's. "What? Punishment? Oh, uhh... well, I..." He looked over the army, a bit nervously, then paused and considered. Finally, in a loud voice, he announced, "You... you shall, as punishment, surrender one-tenth of your forces, and tithe one-tenth of your income, for the... the next year! And... and get off of my petunias, oh, you're crushing them!"