A Pact Forged (event)
After hours of tense discussion, the elders finally nod in agreement. They have accepted our terms, though not without extracting their pound of flesh. The host will be allowed to pass through their lands, but in return, we have promised them a share of grain and assurances that their people will be left unharmed.
The elders clasp my arm in a gesture of respect, their earlier hostility replaced by a grudging admiration. "You drive a hard bargain," one of them says, his voice tinged with both annoyance and approval.
As we leave the meeting, I feel a sense of relief. The host will march unhindered, but the Aversarians will not forget this agreement—and neither should you.
A job well done!