Vol, the eastern chieftain, uttered as he and Ma-Gur toiled alongside the labor crews deep in the underground tunnels below the captured citadel. “Aye, but I intend not to go alone,” responded the younger, though larger, orc as he felted a boulder out and away from the human digging crews, “And i...
The common man toils under the watchful eye of the elite and their enforcers. The rules of law have long been replaced by the politics of profit. For many centuries, the Covenants of Commerce have ruled mankind, from boardroom to factory floor, from mine deep to fertile field, upon the battlefiel...