''Sir.. there a huge threat marching, full of Greenskins. They're marching toward to the Capital, and the main army is not present. We could lead our people to victory.''
The emperor replied bittered: ''And why should I trust you, exile, former friend, betrayer. I trusted you once..''
''My king, my lord, this is not about our twist, this is about our people, the existance of the Empire and of mankind! Soon, this world will be burning if we don't take any action.'' Nicanor said firmly and without any mercy for the Emperor's hate.
The Emperor stared at him, icy and bittered, but suddenly...
DOOM, DOOM, DOOM. The wardrums of the Orcs made everyone stand still, their heart shiver and their fear come up. ''See?! They're approaching and the main army is at Trol'akar. You got no general present, and the people are demoralized. I am your salvation king. I ask your forgiveness, my king and queen, but decide. Decide between your hatred for me, or your love for your people!''
OOC; I won't be on this afternoon.