"Giants victim"?
We are a peaceful peoples who prefer to till our frozen fields and drink a bit.
We have been forced to ...uhm... take care of Pans lands due to their incessant partying.
We the Giants Vow to not attack another Nation unless we are ourselves attacked.
Unfortunately we have two turns before this attack will come to pass.
Mistress Candace the spokesfiend for The Devil Queen has formally slapped my ambasador in the face with a rather nasty rusted spiked gauntlett. When his broken jaw was healed by a Gygja he made it known that war was inevitable.
You boys in the North have fun with your peace and tranquility.
While we beat the snot out of each other.
