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At the mention of a slave and smuggling racket Ogrim’s interest was aroused. He had been the slave of a Vysstichi household once and the memories were bitter still. The dark elves were a sadistic race; they enjoyed inflicting pain on the helpless. Nevertheless, his enslavement was not without its benefits chief among them was Ogrim’s ability to understand the Vysstichi.
His opinion on enslavement was a curious juxtaposition. The Orcish race was a great proponent of slavery yet being a victim of the trade gave him a unique perspective, he reviled it but knew its high intrinsic value to the race as a whole.
”Best not go jaw boning about that. You’ll get knifed in the back if yer competition, if any, gets wind of it.” Ogrim drained his vessel and requested another. Weighing the question as to whether the Imperials would come against Orckon, Ogrim answered as accurately as he could. ”The Empire will be stingin’ over losin’ Narim. If they decide to come knockin’ on our door I say it’ll only be after they re-take Narim, if they can. Are they strong enough? Who knows.”
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