"They should seek succor from [Your Liege Lord], not steal from us."
Rona hands you the parchment. "Redthorn men, Eutimio thinks. But it could have been anyone. The whole area was hit hard by the storm."
"Is the situation so dire? Winter hasn't even begun."
"Eutimio writes that Thornspire is under control," Rona reports. "But this won't be the last attack. All [Your Region] grows ever more desperate."
"I will not believe peace is out of our grasp just because of the change of the season."
"Peace is for the summer, my [lord/lady]," Groat interrupts. "The question to ask now is 'How will we make sure it's our neighbors who starve, not us?'"
"We should strike back at House Redthorn. We must make it clear we are no weak target."
"We lost much of our final harvest to the storm. Others lost everything." The maester grimaces. "Men do terrible things when they fear starvation."