An Uneven Trade

During the hero's time in the dark castle, the preparations for the coming war were coming along nicely. Regalia and Aradin were in charge of the soldiers back home, meanwhile, Maria, Hayley and the two centaurian girls were talking to the giants about the things they needed done in Eclanor before the Athenia army arrives in their kingdom.

"We're gonna need accommodation for about three thousand soldiers," crossing her legs on her elevated chair, conjured with magic, Maria looked straight ahead into the giant's crescent mask covering their eyes. "Ideally, an idol of Athenia and some of Elenaria for the faithful of the goddesses in the army."

Leaning her head on the palm of her right hand resting on the armrest, the illusion Mistress smiled, knowing full well how annoyed the giants would get about compliance.