"Ah, that's the core of it," Karl mused, the reality of the situation settling over him. "So it doesn't matter if their own kin die, as long as their territorial integrity isn't violated?"
"Precisely," Luma confirmed with a sigh. "That's how the region has been for as long as I can remember. The orcs basically forced the beastkin into a fragile unity, but one that is careful not to overreach. We all know that breaking this alliance would spell the end of this region."
"Tell me more about the demonized orcs," Karl pressed, his curiosity piqued.
