It was not an easy week: I was in prison, managed to capture and defend the fortress. But there are too many enemies: the horde of ratmen wasn’t enough, but the dark elves came again, and here the fanatics of the Church loom, and the thrice-cursed dragons remind of their existence. There are also these endless intrigues of the foothill Throne, and the trade guild has started its own murky game. Is it difficult? But no one promised that it would be easy. Maestro of fencing and Uzbadan of the ancient fortress of the foothill people Bar-Shamunir, Gror son of Kili from the Khim clan does not know how to retreat. This means gritting your teeth - and forward, and let the blood of your enemies spill in rivers onto the ground, the time has come to win your place under the local sun.