uite astonished about the simple nature of the conditions, Lord Alexedrik seems to be more than willing to accept.
"Hm. You wish to have these ruins? This is what happens when someone spends too much of their time in between book worms and library rats. Of course you can have this shaky pile of stones, you silly old maggot! It is now obvious that I have greater plans for the future than you do...benign plans, I'm not a greedy pig of course. You know what I mean. Off to Goblin's Pike, then!"