Into the Woods

Quite the opposite Glentosh. We're here to hopefully resolve the giant issue. Sunosha says. Would you be able to aid us in doing so, with either information or action?

Zagreus enters the conversation. As much as he respects the trees and it is reasonable to assume that they are telling what they claim to be right, he is bothered by their condascending tone. If one force of nature is above him, that would definitely not be some trees. "An eye for an eye, my friend." he says to the tree. "If we must convince you by killing orcs, then you must convince us by aiding us. There is no tell that you don't have some kind of negotiation with the giants."

Gale starts to speak, but first, it sounds just like a breeze through the leaves.
In druidic: Greetings wise oak I am Gale...
In common ..from the Emerald Enclave. We have come to find the giants are learn why they have disturbed the balance. I hope that you will aid us in our travel so we can encurage the giants to return to their mountain home.

Scar enters the conversation as he looks up at the tree. Unless those are very unusual orcs then such isn't a problem really. An annoyance that I think all of us here would gladly do for you if that would make you feel better about us here. But yes, as my friends here have said, we are here to end the giant problems here. And that will surely bring peace to your woods.

He seems rather forceful in his words and of course holds his more beastly appearance. He doesn't resemble anything like the cut and mill of a city person or someone that might be thinking of advancing into the woods. He looks more like hired help that is looking to come here. Do the job. And leave.

It appears that Scar doesn't rate orcs as much more than pests.

Sunosha rubbed her hands against her eyes. Well thank the Weave that something got through to them. she said after the treants wandered off. Mira, how far out of our way would it be to go deal with this band of orcs? If we can manage it quickly enough, it shouldn't delay us much I wouldn't think.

"We are not aligned with the giants, mighty ones. In fact, we are here to stop the scourge, whether through diplomacy or violence."

Rather unimpressed Atgørvimaðr watches the treants depart. Then he spoke to the others.
"Pah. They send us to slay their enemies? Then they must be too weak to do it themselves. Let us go on! We are to slay giants, not some orcs. If they plan to get in our way, then we have kindling for our next campfire! HAH!"

Zagreus, bothered by the disturbing comment of treant, laughs at Atgørvimaðr's comment that "they must be too weak". "Absolutely," he says. "They see a group of fighters and their first thought is to give us orders." There was no choice now, though, they have to hunt down the orcs. Otherwise they would make enemies of trees, which wouldn't be good for their cause.