By the same token, if the dragons agreed to enter the war, the Stoneheart Horde would be unlikely to refuse and lose face.
"However," Delilah continued, her tone shifting from righteous to pragmatic, "before we go any further, we must be clear on the matter of logistics and the division of spoils."
"To mobilize our armies and cross such vast distances will be… troublesome. And extremely costly."
She turned her gaze to the silent dragon. "Wouldn't you agree, Lord Jorik?"
Jorik was familiar with Delilah. During the last North-South War, on the western front, it had been this very succubus who directed most of the campaign.
"The distance is too great," Jorik stated flatly, picking up his cue. "The cost in supplies and materiel would be immense. My ancestor will not agree to fight a war for zero gain."
"I want to know what the dragons stand to acquire from this conflict. Resources? Or territory?"
