Bearclaw Valley lilacs

The way he described them was almost comical. Never challenged, never run down. And yet run by an ancient man, a woman, and with liabilities. Children. A smirk touched Toad's lips momentarily. He was not a cruel creature, no, but he was a puppet. And he stuck to his and his own. Enemies weren't really people, something more like obstacles. He wouldn't bother to hold sympathy for them- they weren't Ursus, so how much did they really matter?

They sound... weak. Do you think we'll have trouble in bringing them down? I can't imagine they're too tough if they've never been threatened... He mused, words trailing off.