"It would appear so," said Aeson.
"What are 'orks,'" asked Gasar. "I don't understand."
"Minions of evil," said Derrik. "Painfully generic minions of evil."
"That seems to be what we're dealing with here," said Ruma, eyeing the
pumpkin fortress dolefully.
"That's not fair," said Aeson. "I've known lots of good orcs. Some of my best
friends are orcs."
"That's nothing," said Ruma. "I once met a benevolent allip."
"A benevolent spirit of a mass murderer, animated by pure hatred of all life?
How would that work?" Derrik asked.
"It said that it had to choose between loyalties, and it chose wrong."
"And you believed it?" asked Derrik in the same amazed tone he used for
everything.
"Not really," said Ruma, "but it did make a great pot of chili."