        Five Zorlims came together to cast evil magic over the
prosperous human lands of Tasuria in the Solian Empire. They were 
wicked, doing the bidding of their dark gods.
        The crops withered.
        The cows sickened.
        The rats grew fat on the grain stores.
        The human peasants cried out for salvation...but there was none
to be found. That is, until Old Man Benson's pet Barg sickened and died.
        Old Man Benson, at the urging of Wormius, Ommoug & Felonious 
(attornies at law), sued the Zorlims in the courts of Tasuria, rather than
go about a more traditional revenge plan (raise an army and slay the Zorlims
in open combat or die trying).
        "You have no proof! Our magic did not cause the Barg to die",
the Zorlims argued in court, "Bargs are evil, they serve in our armies.
Why, just last week, Bargs aided our forces in leveling the village of
Ulder! We love Bargs, why would we slay them?"
        But, the jury was unconvinced. Sob stories about the Barg's 
fetching sticks and balls for the children, its love for Old Man Benson 
and all the people of the village swayed the jury against the poor Zorlims. 
The verdict confiscated all of the Zorlims' material wealth.
        All of their magic items were taken.
        All of their gold was plundered.
        All of their jewels were stolen.
        All of their homes were confiscated.
        The destitute Zorlims were outraged! How could this happen? The
Zorlims sat by the fire, discussing what to do.
        "This is not right", said the first.
        "No, it is not", agreed the second.
        "We were simply doing our job, fulfilling our purpose in life",
explained the third.
        "The old man and his village must pay!", cried the fourth.
        "Yes, but the lawyers must pay doubly, for it is they that 
convinced the old man to go to court for his revenge", said the fifth.
        But how to do it? All of their belongings were gone, and the 
attornies had used their share of the settlement to purchase the Temple of
Tas from the dervishes and converting it to their law offices...a castle 
siege was called for.
        It was agreed that the odious lawyers had many enemies, for this 
was not the first time that they had sued the forces of Darkness...perhaps 
others would help in the effort.
        "I will go to the nearby Orc tribes. They will surely aid us with
much needed masses of infantry!", said the first.
        "I will go to the Domug villages that lay south of here. They will
lend their support in the form of archers and auxiliary infantry!",
stated the second.
        "And I will speak with the Gnomes of the mountains. They will send
skilled engineers, with siege engines and equipment!", added the third.
        "I will use powerful sorcery to tame the wild Bargs of the forests
and to summon mighty Fire Elementals. Let Wormius, Ommoug and Felonius witness
the true fury of Bargs at play!", declared the fourth.
        "I will summon a group of frightful Dreadknights and dark Jerrahs
to aid our cause. It is said that Defence Attorneys explode when hit, so we 
will require Dreadknights and explosions of our own if we are to succeed!", 
finished the fifth Zorlim.
        And it was done, just as proclaimed.
        The Zorlims assembled their army at the Temple of Tas, and as their
troops made camp the Zorlims peered into a crystal ball (hidden from the 
attorneys after the verdict).
        What they saw of their adversary surprised them.
        They saw a multitude of abused, squeaking little para-legals, growth 
stunted and skin turned blue after decades of labor in the bowels of the 
underground law libraries away from the light of day...so much so that they 
resembled Goblins more than the humans that they once were.
        The para-legals were being trained in the arts of war, using left-over
rusted Boy Scout hatchets (the lack of coordination made this a time consuming
and tedious task indeed). The ones that had no weaponry were being instructed
to throw rocks (with a little more success...the para-legals were used to 
slinging mud, now they would throw stones).
        More shocking was the sight of a large number of auxiliary attornies
taking up armor and sword, practicing in the courtyard and honing their battle
skills. Still others were apparently conscripted as archers, targeting 
bulleyes in another part of the courtyard (occationally hitting).
        Alarming was the sight of lawyers banging together makeshift catapults
and testing their usefullness...they had seemed to have had some sort of 
engineering background.
        And all the time, the top ten partners of Wormius, Ommoug & Felonius
could be seen wandering about the camp, worried looks twisting their faces,
their blue suits seemed neglected.
        "They have had warning of our arrival", said the first Zorlim.
        "Let us not disappoint them!", the second laughed.
        "Perhaps we should turn back", the third wondered.
        "We have lost our surprise, after all", sited the fourth.
        "No, we will not. Our troops are better than theirs, and more 
numerous. We have come too far to turn back. We will attack at dawn!"


        
