<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Larissa pulled the bounty proclamation she had taken from the tavern wall from a pouch on her belt and held it up for the gathered council to see. "Bedegar under Greymantle rule will not send you aide," she said. "They would rather some enterprising ratcatchers do the service of bringing the orcs to heel." She returned the proclamation to her pouch and continued. "Ruxvan is tied up in her affairs - I was not sent here with a force, this is true. But I should suffice all the same. The White Tusks are under a new chief to my understanding. One Bonebreaker Dorokor. He has channeled the fury of the orcs into a very pointed spear, one fine enough to settle for the removal of a single potion maker and mark that as a successful raid. By this council's leave, I will locate their war camp and negotiate Pinna's release. And I will see if other agreements cannot be put in place. As ferocious as the White Tusks are, their new leader seems to have some respect for order, however twisted it may be."<br/><br/>She gave each member sitting behind the dais an expectant look. "Of course, if nothing else," Larissa said. "They admire strength. I'm confident I can duel their warchief if they are respective enough of custom."