"My Lord-!" A young, skinny orc clad in leather armor stormed into the hall, dropping to a knee before a colossal, muscle-bound orc seated upon a grand throne.
"What's the matter?" Galbor, the lord of Silver Peaks, raised his eyebrows in surprise. It was unusual for his subordinates to panic like this. His territory was a formidable domain within the southern reaches of the Mossgarde Kingdom after all. Only a grave matter could unsettle his loyal follower like this as not many fools dared to mess with him.
The messenger orc took a while before he finally managed to catch his breath and stammered, "A messenger... from the Duskrise Kingdom has arrived, my Lord!"
"Duskrise Kingdom?!" Galbor's voice boomed with surprise. He had heard about the self proclaimed kingdom of monsters that formed on the outskirts of Barestone Mountains, but he hadn't anticipated they would contact him this swiftly.
