Orcs, trolls, elves, merfolk—here, as in most fantasy settings, they are flat and underdeveloped.,The old man emerged from behind the counter. “My name is Malof, and this is my establishment. I have over twenty slaves here: some who can plant potatoes, others who can tend to horses, and even male slaves who assist with pig births!”,Macy, the tomboy, glanced at Lawrence and reluctantly walked into the locked corridor.。