The Storm Druid cackles loudly at her.
Rull is all those things! You speak Truth, witch! Cowering in it or revel in His power! I shall revel!
Choot steps to his Chief's right ear, "The Mountains. Aye, the Crone bids us to go seek greater powers greater glory. Zagresh would have blood and souls, this place is far too peaceful, the time for death is once more at hand".
He then calls out to the Crone, "There are so many Mountains, within all such places the Bleeding Storm will break the strong and make the weak weep. Of which range does your augury bid Thoku's tribe conquer next!?"
"And what is 'dead steel?' Does that mean broken weapons? Or something else?"