The filthy Forest-Men hide in their trees. So we chop them down.
The fruits of our land are sweeter even than the wines of the Snake-Men!
War makes men!
At night the Sunken Ones prowl the waters. Make sure you are safe, #.
#! Do you come to bring tidings of the war?
They may appear brave, but even our leaders fear the Sunken Ones.
May the Sunken Ones never devour your offspring!
The banner of our men stands stronger than ever.
Do you seek meat or merriment, #?
Have you seen the North, #? They say the stars are strange there.
A true warrior has the blood of the a Sea Serpent!
Gold and meat. What more do I need?
My dagger has pierced many a Forest-Man.
The Men of the Forests have the strength of a twig, the pride of a mango, and the wits of a Troll-Man!
The stars foretell death.
War is imminent. I shall finally be able to prove my strength!
The Forest-Men will fall to our warriors soon!
#, have you come to listen to my brave deeds?
My blade will stain the forest red!
If you want to kill Forest-Men, #, then join me, friend!
Our chieftains say that we must fight alongside the Troll-Men in the great war.
Beware the Troll-Men, #. They are demons in the form of Men.
The Troll-Men may march with us in the war to come, but I fear and hate them no less for this.
As long as we can remember, the Troll-Men have raided our villages and murdered our people. And now we must fight alongside them? I do not like this, #.
In the deep past, our chieftains led us out of the Shadow into the Sunlands. Now I fear the Shadow is falling upon us once more.
The tribes of the great forests have long been our enemies.
I know little of the Men in the North, but our chieftains say we must march to war against them. So we shall.
We will be slaves to the Forests no longer!
Merchants from the lands of the serpent often visit our tribe. Pay them no heed. They carry useless trinkets.
Some of my people have gone to fight for the Serpent, for silver. Honourless, I call them.
King or slave, brave or weak, old or young... in time, the Sunken Ones will drown us all.
The Serpent cannot swim, the Lion is a cat that fears water, true power is with the Sunken Ones
The Sunken Ones wait deep below, beyond the light. They wait for the end, #.
The Plains-Men are proud, #. But they forget, the Waters will soon drown us all.
Beware the forests, #. Wicked Men lurk within.
Long ago, the Forest-Men made war against our people. We do not forget.
Praise the great Eye, #! He has made an end to the Troll-Men raids!