Nothing much My Lord! Just Fish! He offered Fish....! But Lord Humingus wanted gold it seems. A bounty has been placed on our scales after all.
We're DOOMED.
Silence fools! What do the bean counters tell us.....do we have any money?
Uhh....My Lord we're crunching the numbers here, and uhhh.....if we reduce snail intake by 73% we might be able to uhhh.....
oh dear.
I've got a dollar! I've got a dollar! Please Lord I don't want to diiieeeeeee!
I will fight Lord Hu-mango! Let me at him!
Jerry, you are two feet tall, just.....
just go back to the gym, and let us handle this. *sigh*
We're DOOMED!!!!
Wait! My Lord! A tribe of OTHER MANLY MEN has just been found and they may be able to offer us assistance. Their leader, a great Lord such as yourself has come forth.
Show him to me.
They call me Conan, mightiest of the mighty! What do you offer Fish Lords? My people yearn for battle.
Well uhh....we don't have gold, we already offered up all our fish in a move of desperation.....what about trinkets? Everyone loves trinkets!
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Lord Conan, I offer you and your people freedom. This is something without value, that the other nations cannot offer. We accept Fish Men, Half Men, and Mechanical Half Men into our ranks, so why not
REAL MEN? Do you want to end up in slavery Lord Conan? That is what awaits you in the wasteland.
Conan does not need to hear more wise Fish Lord. Conan will be FREE. Conan will FIGHT.