"We are all to expect that the Coward, after a full generation in exile from this realm, rather conveniently rediscovers a sense of duty to his motherland right as the Stone Foot dies and comes to warn us?" Evar Varvudda asked incredulously of the Moot. "When a patriot comes to mind, among the last men I envision is the Coward. Placing trust in his good intentions is folly."


"I entreat you lot to use your minds. You in particular, Erlendr," warned the Jarl of Sentinel, turning to face the master of Clan Red Knot. "Accept the Coward's nomination with due caution. There is a reason the Coward wishes you to serve as regent, and given his reputation I scarcely imagine it serves the best interests of your kinsmen or the realm."

"Let those of you who wish not to serve as the Coward's pawns in this queer game of his speak now," the Jarl of Sentinel said, addressing the gathered lords and jarls as whole. "Voice now your support, that I may be regent for the Stone Foot's heir."

There were two Jarls who immediately rose from their seats and voiced their support.

"Clan Horse Tooth shall support the Jarl of Sentinel!"

"Clan Þyrseig shall support the Jarl of Sentinel!" 

Þyrseig and Horse Tooth, two petty reaver clans from tiny, depauperate islands in the south of the Chain of Fire. Evar appreciated their immediate votes, hoping that it would ignite a wave of support. Their support, however, was next to meaningless. Evar needed the approval of the Broken Land's greater clans to have any chance of earning the regency.