Orcs

"The Orcs"

The name rolls around the room like a boulder, neither Soran or Gunther speaks but ther faces show it all.

The orcs are a plague to man in any kingdom, there is no better target or battle, nor a reason needed to expand your treasury and fuck their women.

They are orcs, and for that they will die and be ****.

"I see." Soran speaks, withdrawing a figurine from a wooden box beside the map on the table, and placing it upon it's surface. A green figure, with a carved horned helmet, holding a spear any weilding a crude shield. A perfect analogy for the orcish people.