"Thon. Just Thon. That crown up there? These furs? The green army standing just over that way? Forget about those for a minute. Now shake my hand. Tell me what you need. And let's see if we can't find a way to make that happen that doesn't involve me nodding this crown up here in their direction. Known to get aggressive when I do that, my orcs are. Bad for their reputation as peaceable citizens of the Realm, interested in coexistence and a brighter day. Better we talk this thing out. Don't you think? Save everybody a whole pack of trouble?" - Thon