"Leo? Forrestor? My father- well, adoptive father, conquered both houses in less than a month.. I'm not saying that they were weak. But I am saying that in our prime, the Trayven's armada was all-powerful.. then the Tribune arrived, and even Armillion could not stop him." [i]Freya would sigh, before looking over at Alric.[/i] "It's occurred to me.. I don't actually know that much about you. Here I am, complaining of warfare, and.. I barely know you, Witcher, other than your title, position, and name."