Boring, we live, gentlemen—boring. No dragons, no unicorns, and there’s no point talking about elves and dwarves. Do you know why? We’re evil. They left us.
To that place where no one will reproach the representative of the magical race for long life and sharp ears—where nobody needs to prove that your mother has no beard—where no one calls you a «dirty orc» or a «servant of Darkness». Only there will your pond not be poured with poisonous waste and the native forest not be cut down. There in the skies fly griffins and dragons, and innocent maidens gallop on unicorns. The Mid-kingdom of the Magic Races—that’s what this blessed land is called. And in defense of law and order there stand modest, selfless, honest and incorruptible employees of the NCCHC…