Upon the sand-filled terrain of Orgrisk there stood a small structured camp built for once purpose; council. Large scraps of red cloth provided as canopies against the harsh sun, allowing a rough metal table to sit sheltered from the heat. So too would the people be protected, as slowly they began to arrive at the summit of the mountain. First were the natives of Orgrisk, the Goblins and Orcs. Together these green and brown skinned creatures took the head of the table, represented by their chosen leaders. For the Orcs this was Akkran Bloodrock, whilst for the Goblins it was Mezlin Gundalock.

Soon enough a group of shambling humanoids, came into view, almost rushing to find shade in the camp. At their head was King Estan, leader of the Undead remnant. Last but not last arrived the Ogres from Eskore, making it apparent why the canopy had been set so high. Tall, lumbering figures stepped to the table, eyeing up their smaller counterparts.

Akkran cleared his throat, demanding the attention of all gathered. For a second he glanced to his side to see his niece, Ira Ironfang, giving her an astute nod before turning back to the council.
"Today, my friends," He began. "We earn back the glory the crusade took from us."

The gathering was the largest Ira had ever seen, her father and Uncle had told her about the gravity of the event but she had not quite believed it until now. This truly was the day that things were going to change for her people, she could feel it in her heart and in the winds that swept across the dusty plains. 

She waited for her Uncle to end his speech and then she stood forward. "We were all subjugation and beaten, we watched our heritage stolen and our rights ignored by the Demon scum that infested our planet. Today we reclaim our own story, we take back the right to decide the future of our people. To achieve this we all must stand together or we will fall apart." 

She stood back and the crowd erupted into cheers, mainly from the Orcs, but the other races still seemed hesitant to commit to any kind of deal after the years of forced acts they had committed under the Crusade, and Ira supposed that was fair. Once the crowd had died down one of the Orge leaders stepped forward, it seemed he wished to talk.