A tear trickles down Nanooks' cheek at the tough of civil war and Broski leaving and the tought of civil war. He comforts himself with pipe and ale and belives Broski wasn't given enough support and advice. He supports the council idea but not the new leadership running it. He thinks for all the RIGHT Broski has done for the kingdom and sighs at this.
"Whut beh yur opinion un tis' lad," one of his mates ask him.
"Iv Broski und tuh Architects 'ud enugh time tah surt ut' thu wuys thuy were gunna improve ur economy (minecart system ect.) thun 'e wuld lead us inta u' nu' age," he says.
"Who ya servin' nuw' thun," he's asked.
"Tuh Kingdom," he replies.
"Whut bout civil war, whu thun," is the next question.
Nanook stares deep into his eyes, "Broski!"