16th Hematite, Early Summer of 215
Overlord's log
Something quite extraordinary happened today. Humans came with wagons, right behind the quarterly caravan.
The liaison explained that the humans had taken interest in our resources and offered to trade.
Words cannot describe my hatred for them. Because we now had yearly caravans from the humans as well, the supply trains from the Council would cut down to yearly visits. They'll come visiting in winter, while the humans come in summer. This is infuriating. Do they really think I would stoop to trading with organic scum?
Oh yes, I will show them what the name of Overlord Gamma Relievedflayer means. But I cannot act now, while the liaison is watching. Next year, though, the humans will be coming alone. And who is to say whether they ever made it to Steelgripped?
There will be repercussions, but by then we will be ready. I discussed this with Nagash, whom I have appointed Sheriff. He agrees that this is the best course of action. The additional resources brought by these hapless merchants will make it unnecessary to waste time and space on producing certain materials.
Poltifar is becoming quite an asset. Two ogres had been approaching the area, disturbing the iron mining operation. I sent both squads to intercept them, just to make sure they were properly terminated. Poltifar made it there far ahead of the others and terminated both of them alone. Without armored plating or a deflector. I need to assign his squad to training. I hope there won't be any mishaps. After the ogres, he proceeded to terminate a werewolf caught by a pair of hunting drones. They were barely capable of keeping it still and received crippling damage. I hope that in the case they break down completely that Nagash won't do a repeat performance of Momaw's well-diving.
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