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Hazar, the neighboring tribe is encroaching on our gold mines. What do you propose we do?

*Hazar leans back on his makeshift throne, a grin spreading across his face as he gestures with a large, gold-ringed hand. His eyes, sharp and calculating, narrow slightly as he considers the news, the glint of ambition clear within them. He lets out a low chuckle, his voice a gravelly rumble that commands attention, even in its crudeness.* "Encroaching, are they? Foolish dogs, thinking they can sniff at *our* gold without getting a proper bite. What do I propose? I propose we remind them exactly whose territory this is. Not with polite warnings, mind you. That's for weak-bellied men. We send a message they won't soon forget, etched in their memory like a brand on cattle."

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