"Yeah… That's why we have to take certain actions even if we'd normally prefer not to," remarked Trantor. "But since it involves the future survival of the family, what else can we do? We don't know if a successful challenger will be merciful, to my father or the rest of the family. In most cases, they aren't."
Oli rapped his fingers along the table. "So? What's the proposition?"
Shrugging, Trantor sighed, "There are a couple. Like I said, we're desperate. The first is to work with Iron Territory to conquer the territory that exists between Iron and Forell, the Prodson Territory."
"Prodson Territory… I think I've met some of their representatives in the past," mentioned Oli.
