>>6010248The Hound cares not whence the blood flows.
But Magor dearly wishes the Serpent gave him the gift of tongue to persuade these Minotaurs to spill the blood of southerlings instead of his own Ungors.
Oh well, if they refuse to submit to the Four then they can account to them in person. This time instead of desecrating a village, Magor looks forward to actually having a beast den of his own. Perhaps he could find a fat minotaur cow to add to his harem of slaves.
