The look on Tark’s face told me that I really didn’t want to delve into orkish—or Roman—philosophy any further. Tark stepped into the lead and guided us through a veritable maze of tunnels. Even though time was of the essence, I know the route we took was not as direct as it could have been. Tark made no apologies for steering us around large portions of the ork realm, and the fact that we ran into no one made it clear our journey was being monitored.