"Oh, that's easy!" Evahld said, hoisting the golden dragon's head from beneath a pile of bones. "HUP! Women, children, and medics first. Keep the wizards and priests on the boat to keep it afloat as long as possible, use cargo as boats, make offerings and prayers to whatever god of the sea holds sway locally- Poseidon's usually a safe bet."

He dusted off the skull, turning it over in his arms.

"If it comes to a choice where you MUST decide who lives and who dies... Keep considering your options. Never settle for anything less than saving everyone until the last second." Evahld set the head down, turning to face Takatora, "When Jule Nissen the Solstice Gnome- actually, I don't know if he exists in your planes, but he's this jolly old man who goes around on the night of the Winter Solstice giving presents to all the good boys and girls. Anyway, one day, some Neanderthals came out from the network of ice caves beneath the north pole and started to menace him. Well, we happened to be visiting my family in Jotsplat- Wellingsley doesn't get on with his parents, you see- so we heard the news first. Well, by Kord, I wasn't letting anyone go without the food he brings to the poor, or the smiles of children when they see those toys! So we headed to the north pole by one of the Jotsplat whaling vessels. Long story short, the Neanderthals were trying to use the sleigh to travel over the world and kidnap our women to save their species. We just told them about the Neanderthals living with us Ice Barbarians and they let him go, decided to hit up the village. Even started working in the whaler's shop as scrimshawers! What I'm saying is... you can find the best solution if you look hard enough."

Evahld turned to Sorin's back, glaring.
 
"And as for you, ergi- I was the first mortal to successfully argue multiple clients out of a Faustian pact in an Infernal court of law. I have stood against dragons, demons, devils, armies, demiliches, gods, things from beyond the birth of creation, things from beyond its death, twistings of the universe's laws that seemed to have no purpose but to spit in my face. I did not choose to do these things because they were easy. I did all of those things because they were RIGHT. The path of good is not an easy one to walk. But anyone with a shred of decency won't let that stop them from trying."

Evahld took a chunk of heavily salted seal meat out of his Bag of Holding and offered it to Takatora with a friendly smile.

"Besides... if the world casts you out, fight so that it might realize you have earned your place. If a monster comes that's stronger than the last, get a better axe. If that doesn't work, start punching it! Sorin may be ergi, but I'll fight on, no matter what comes my way- THAT is what it means to be a Totemist of the Ice Barbarians! He may have some bullshit metaphorical unbreakable shield of truth... but the strength of the righteous can pierce any wall that evil cowers behind."