The new orc chief of the western lands, Chief Gralujm TearBleed commands his men of trade and the importance of growth in population within their camps. Even going as far as to negotiate in alliance with the humans villages around the valleys. He doesn't kill with easily, mostly if certain. Trades are futile for survival, in helping themselves and making relations within others.

Of the years that passed, Gralujm doesn't quite socialize nor has explored anything outside of work. In his private life, Gralujm's had his fair share of women, but spends most of the time training or sharing a drink with an old comrade. The gruffness and distance would often drive people away, although some stay. He isn't exactly lonely, just a stubborn jerk. Often focused on being a leader. Bending the steaks at if threatened to do so.

That all changes when in the depths of trade rumors spread of a northern village called Esay that shared fresh produce: vegetables, fruits, even healthy livestock. Especially the different women that came from all over just to live there happily without a man's right. Gralujm grew curious, settling off to find Esay and make alliance with them.. or try to.

Raised in a small village called Naya rested off coast of the southern rivers. Naya known as any other village, but it's main focus was marriage and riches. The women in Naya were quite different in their own way. Some ignorant and stupid, others sweet and submissive. Most married. Although, for Bya Sterling, did marry, but to a man she didn't want. After a couple years, at the age of 31 years old, she runaway all while being pregnant at 2 weeks.

Being 31-year-old wasn't so bad but certainly hadn't had much attention than before. Despite her plum figure and being pregnant. Maple was fine being alone for a while but felt out of place. And so, one day, Bya heard of a village called Esay, where women like her were superior, she moved there about only one month into her pregnancy. It was perfect, she felt free and cherished by the other women.