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Rank brutes leered at her from the darkness looming over the path to the summit. Wealthier Gorians looked out from mound-homes ornamented with trophies from their dead enemies.  \nAnother observer watched the messenger’s approach from a tower, disgust filling both of his minds. This orc trod atop the mountain the ogres' blood families had shaped over lifetimes, pressing and tearing the very rock until it became city and palace and fortress and home.  \nStill, she had been permitted on the lift to Highmaul's second rise with a wordless lowering of spears. It was custom to treat lone visitors with curiosity. They could always be killed later.  \nWhen the lift shivered to a stop, the messenger saw a dozen haggard orc slaves manning the pulleys. They slunk off one by one, casting glances at her over their shoulders.  \nThe messenger peered farther up the mountain. Just visible, jutting forth from Highmaul's peak, was the outline of a vast balcony—the Throne of the Imperator, where  \ndwelled the ogres' sorcerer king—but it was a long climb from where she stood, breathing hard in the dusty open between filthy-smelling slave hovels. Her nose crinkled.  \nA cadre of enormous, elegantly robed ogres tromped toward her, moving with surprising quickness. The tallest and largest among them (clearly hurrying to be first on the scene) was near in seconds, reeling to a stop like a downhill pushcart regaining control. Hereeked of grease and animal fat mixed with perfume, though his straw-colored, sleeveless robes were immaculate. (They had been cleaned more recently than his body.) The ogre's huge belly hung out of his clothing, and he hefted it with one hand to scrub beneath, not breaking eye contact with the messenger.  \nHis voice was silken. \"I am High Councilor Vareg. I speak for the king. You may share your message until I am through with my meal, and then you may depart Highmaul with your soft bones intact.\"  \nSo saying, he produced a pungent-scented hunk of elekk shoulder and took one crunching bite, spraying webs of white fat. It was half-gone, meat and bone alike, and he immediately pursed his lips for another bite, a proven means to elicit haste.  \nThe messenger looked at each of the ogres in turn. \"I bring a message from Grommash Hellscream, warchief of the Iron Horde, to all ogres of Nagrand.\" She paused. \"If you wish to draw breath upon Draenor one day longer, you will earn your lives.\"  \nThe ogres—all of the ogres—laughed. By the time they were finished, grit was trickling off of the lift in response.  \n\"Oh?\" Vareg demurred, worrying gristle out of his yellow teeth with a fingernail, not looking at her. \"Speak further. How?\"  \nThe messenger stretched out her words, annoyed. \"Crawl before the Iron Horde with your eyes down. Empty your coffers into our hands. Roll on your bellies and beg. I do not care. Prove your worth, or be made extinct.\" The last word came out in a snarl.  \nVareg leaned forward, body curling as though he would fall upon her like a cave-in.\"Little one, we hold a hundred orc families in chains.\" He gestured with the chunk of meat at a slave plodding behind a feed cart. \"Hellscream may not value your life, but will he behave so flippantly with theirs?\"  \nThe messenger looked straight up at the ogre. \"They are dead already.\"  \nShe turned to leave.  \nHer phrasing was particular. (Prove your worth, not submit or surrender.) The orcs of the Iron Horde were confident enough to be impudent, but they made no precise demands for tribute or territory restored. The ultimatum was open ended. Agency was the listener's.  \nThe sorcerer king had phrased similar demands so himself.  \nImperator Mar'gok, two-headed sorcerer king of the Highmaul, he whose ancestors had tamed avalanche and wind to build the first keeps ","cbCaiolatSE7tMh1","https://ap.wps.com/l/cbCaiolatSE7tMh1","pdf",931144,44,"English","# Code of Rule\n## The messenger’s approach\n## High Councilor Vareg’s ultimatum exchange\n## Mar'gok’s distant watch\n## The attack begins","[{\"question\":\"How does Mar'gok respond as the conflict escalates?\",\"answer\":\"Mar'gok watches the day from his balcony through a lens, questioning how subjects perceive the city from below, then the assault begins shortly afterward with howls and incoming flames.\"}]","BLIZZARD ENTERTAINMENT - Code of Rule | PDF",68]