There must have been a part of these soldiers who may not have believed what I was saying about giving them god weapons, and I saw the surprise flicker across their faces.
One way to spot a lie is the detail that is missing from it. If I had claimed to give them weapons and did not ask what sort of weapons they wanted, a seed of doubt would be placed inside their heads about the claims I was making.
Ruggah was the first to speak, and I expected it. This warband seemed to put him forward in most things… I would have to look out for that. "I have used a glaive for as long as I can remember. It suits my reach and my strength."
I nodded, committing the information to memory. "And you, Ogg?"
The troll considered for a moment. "I am a healer, but I can fight when I must. A mace, perhaps. Something that can crush armor and bone."
