Horseman of Famine

Scales of Despair-ity
You would accuse the Horseman of Famine, the Law-Giver, the Dark Rider, of cheating? I could turn the land of the living into a waste of bones and tears … but I've already been caught. I can't bargain with you, but if I have to stoop lower than I have already…

Ritual
That pest was right… Death, War, and even Conquest keep getting mistaken for actual gods, while I'm stuck in the stables. The only way to get ahead of them was to take advantage of Friday the 13th and the Blood Moon. The ritual would have been completed yesterday if my Mages didn't take so long sacrificing orphans. Kids are a lot meaner these days. They even told the ritualists to "keep yourself safe." Where did all the innocent souls go?

Standards
Did you think I'd try to bribe you? I have standards. The bar may be scraping the bottom of the Underworld, but an acquaintance of mine resides in the realm of the living. She's a good friend of yours, and I'll be spending my Harvest Fests alone if I cause you any inconvenience. That Troll is a genius, a living calamity all on her own, and knows how to swing that wooden spoon. I can't risk losing that connection.

Bargain
Is that General Vaughn of the Phlegethon? Being caught turning to underhanded tactics this early will surely earn me a warm cell in your dungeons. It'd be humiliating to be the first Horseman at your mercy… so let's talk. This time, my scales will be tipped in your favor. What'll it be? Gold? Souls? Hm… none of that appeals to you. Then what do you- HEY! Did you just pull ,my tail? Get your hands off of me! Lord Dage? LORD DAGE, HEL

After completing the 'All's Fair' quest:

Scales of Despair-ity
…Is it too late to back out of the tournament and go to the dungeons? It is, isn't it? Fine. What about you? What if I asked you to get me out of the awful pact I just made? Name your price, and I'll pay it. Gold? Souls? A funny pony ride where I prance around with you on my back? What? You're too busy? What do you mean you're too busy? You always take quests! Argh! You just want me to suffer!

Ritual
That pest was right… Death, War, and even Conquest keep getting mistaken for actual gods, while I'm stuck in the stables. The only way to get ahead of them was to take advantage of Friday the 13th and the Blood Moon. The ritual would have been completed yesterday if my Mages didn't take so long sacrificing orphans. Kids are a lot meaner these days. They even told the ritualists to "keep yourself safe." Where did all the innocent souls go?

Standards
Did you think I'd try to bribe you? I have standards. The bar may be scraping the bottom of the Underworld, but an acquaintance of mine resides in the realm of the living. She's a good friend of yours, and I'll be spending my Harvest Fests alone if I cause you any inconvenience. That Troll is a genius, a living calamity all on her own, and knows how to swing that wooden spoon. I can't risk losing that connection.

Bargain
Is that General Vaughn of the Phlegethon? Being caught turning to underhanded tactics this early will surely earn me a warm cell in your dungeons. It'd be humiliating to be the first Horseman at your mercy… so let's talk. This time, my scales will be tipped in your favor. What'll it be? Gold? Souls? Hm… none of that appeals to you. Then what do you- HEY! Did you just pull ,my tail? Get your hands off of me! Lord Dage? LORD DAGE, HEL

Location: Legion Tournament

Thanks to Lord Vordred 101.