"And now, we have jobs! We have wine to drink! We can earn money, eat hot meals, and no longer have to scavenge for food in the garbage!"
"But these damned parasites, they are jealous! They can't stand that we live better than them! They raise prices, steal our wages, manipulate the market...use every possible means to torture us, even poison the water, wanting us dead!"
Snick extended his hand, pointing fiercely towards the district standing tall in the night. It was the site of various trades, and the only street in Black Wind Castle that stood in stark contrast to the surrounding atmosphere, much like Queen Street in Thunder City.
The buildings there towered high and shone brilliantly, far surpassing the dilapidated shacks of the Goblin community.
