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=== Durgaz === | === Durgaz === | ||
− | '''"They will work together because I am not offering them a choice. We do not have enough soldiers to afford them the luxury of squabbling over old hatreds. I am not telling these orcs to consider these elves and men friends, because we are not | + | '''"They will work together because I am not offering them a choice. We do not have enough soldiers to afford them the luxury of squabbling over old hatreds. I am not telling these orcs to consider these elves and men friends, because we are not beinging them together as friends. We are bringing them together as two groups of warriors who share a common foe, and we are telling them to stand and fight together because the alternative is defeat and death. If anyone among them cannot accept that necessity, I will dispense with him by whatever means prove necessary."''' |
'''"It is my hope that these orcs can be shown who their true enemy is. Most who serve in the Shadow's legions do it not out of any particular care for his goals, but because it is the only existence they know. We are brought from the warrens into the South, armed, and pointed at whatever our commanders wish to be destroyed; elves, men, it does not matter. It is not the reason that matters. It is the killing. It is the opportunity to spill blood, to crack bone underfoot, to hear the dying wails of our foes. If they could do so without consequence, most orcs would just as soon fight one another."''' | '''"It is my hope that these orcs can be shown who their true enemy is. Most who serve in the Shadow's legions do it not out of any particular care for his goals, but because it is the only existence they know. We are brought from the warrens into the South, armed, and pointed at whatever our commanders wish to be destroyed; elves, men, it does not matter. It is not the reason that matters. It is the killing. It is the opportunity to spill blood, to crack bone underfoot, to hear the dying wails of our foes. If they could do so without consequence, most orcs would just as soon fight one another."''' |