Remaining neutral had been the plan of both Iphae and Seethe. While both of them had contacts in Ichorrai and did most of their work from the city in question, neither wanted to get involved in the politics of this war. But the talk of a grand battle was tempting. Especially to Seethe.
We should make an exception for this one fight Seethe was quick to suggest once word reached his ears.
What for? Seems like more trouble than it's worth. Iphae wasn't convinced.
The skiving immanu elbowed his leyr companion in the side. To the victor go the spoils. That could be you and I big guy. Send those pesky rodents scurrying back to their dingy hole in the ground and I'm sure Aelius will be quick to hand out rewards.
Hmph. Iphae responded indignantly. And if Ichorrai loses?
Seethe clasped his hands together, a grin spreading across his lips. Ah well, there will be plenty of corpses to pick over nonetheless. We'll gather what we can and take to the wind.