Spare a thought for the Groamings who live most of their lives under the constant spectre of the plague and have even built great barrier walls and fortresses along their Eastern frontiers in a vain attempt to keep it out.
But those frontiers are long overrun by the unclean and unwanted who even now gaze ever Westward from those dark musty towers and seek the clean air and water of the plains and the healing sea air beyond.
Torq