"Elders Slate and Samson have been defending our tribe ever since my father was chieftain. Their accomplishments speak for themselves."
"After I took over, they followed me on our southern invasions, building up more and more victories along the way."
"They've fought in every major clash—from the dark beast tides to our reprisal campaigns—never missing a single front line."
"These rewards are well-deserved."
With a wave of Orion's hand, the remaining two wooden boxes landed in Slate and Samson's hands.
"For my Lord, I, Slate, am willing to die on the battlefield, giving every last drop of blood!"
"So am I," Samson chimed in.
Orion raised a calming hand, gesturing for the two elders—who had stood up in their excitement—to sit back down. They were giants from the Blackstone tribe, and Orion was genuinely pleased to see them receive Alpha-level resources.