– First, the merchant, now this thing. Dealing with Crimson Peak was somehow easier, – Rurek smirked. – There, brute force solved everything, but here... you have to think. It's a real brain-teaser! A task just for you, Osh.
Tired of idly waiting, Rurek decided to expand his social circle and approached a half-sord.
– Listen, half-brother, how do you prefer to solve problems? With your fists or your brains? – asked the common sord. – Many humans believe that we, the sords, are stupid and thick-headed, but that's all nonsense!
There are many peoples in Iczakan. After the arrival of humans – too many. They are all different, each with their own way of life, customs, and aspirations. There is no one superfluous. Except for humans, of course. Get rid of the humans, and the native Iczakan will be more beautiful than ever.