Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20171215133244/@comment-7262318-20180104204110

"Probably is..." Xavier said. "Just... stay ready."

The Orc raised his head above his shield and watched them carefully. "We're gonna need more men... someone has to get back to the city before these things go crazy...."

"Very well... The man you will be seeking to help you is an Orc. The head of his infernal milita. His name is Gharma gro-Olrar."

"The Orc..." Baros furrowed his brow. "You've got the head of his police in your pocket, and your still worried he'll attack?"

"Gharma's position in the ranks is merely a formality. He is a field commander, and the plots that he must carry out are handed to him by Boa..." The Necromancer explained. "And he's not in my pocket... He is his own party. We are an alliance, not a master and apprentice. He has kept Boa from engaging in a full-scale war and kept those people safe on many occassions from more foul creatures and angered politicians than you can count. Gharma is a protector of the people, and Boa the exploiter..."