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The second one was Haridsvari Frost-Fang who limped her way to Perdix. "To be honest", croaked the old woman. "At first I thought you were both ugly and arrogant. But I guess I was wrong. I don't find you arrogant at all."

Her bodyguard rolled with his eyes, clearly ashamed of his Matriarch's senile behaviour.

"Well, enough chatter. We have draugr to destroy as usual." She turned around without saying anything else.

"Uhrm, Matriarch?" said her bodyguard.

"Huh? What? What is it?"

"Patriarch Perdix is awaiting an approval."

"He is?! Isn't this the war council?"

"No."

"I see... Well, what a bother. Clan Frost-Fang accepts your position then, Patriarch. There! Now, let's kill some undead things already!"

She limped away, hunched over her cane.

Her bodyguard bowed slighly before Perdix before turning around to follow his Matriarch.

Next there was Hist-of-his-Kin who approached Perdix with a sly smirk. "There we have him! The sheep in wolves' clothing, if you don't the expression."