Thomas bows his head, suitably intimidated by the two figures before him but he swallows and works up his nerves.

"I do not wish to ask for more then The Nameless States needs, but unfortunately due to attacks upon the land in the last several months the States are lo-low on manpower to attend to our irrigation and crops and the likelihood of a shortage is high. I request that if the Empire is able to that food could be delivered for the winter, or workers could be found to work the fields. I fear my people may starve if something doesn't change."