The stocky Nomari of Ton-Bor use huge two-handed flails in battle. Wielding them with skill and strength, the Nomari are unmatched in their underground realm.
From the balcony in his upper audience hall, the Priest-Lord of Pochanto watched the approach of the emissary. Despite this hot summer day in Dubach, L’chye Heronath failed to suppress a chill. Who was this ambassador? He claimed to come from the distant land of Kuvera; what his purpose was, L’chye could not imagine. He was not sure why he even agreed to see this man. . .except that he somehow feared to refuse. He should be resting; he was tired of the Lankan war and weary of bad news.