(burp) (odor of elephant burger)
The nations of Arcos spend too much time in their libraries reading treatises on war written by frail sages who witnessed the hardened warriors of the north slaughter their golden curly haired soldiers, whose only reason for joining the legions was to impress some lass. You should spend your days trying to establish a preserve for your precious elephants for they have become a staple in the Utgardian diet.
We giants are the destroyers of civilization, the burners of books, the eaters of the weak. We call on all our giant kin to tear down your walls and silence your philosophical yammering. Grrr...