If you hang around Darix D`Unnar long enough, you'll see this emote:
Darix D`Unnar stares at the board carefully before moving a small figurine from a plot to under a tree, he seems to be the only one his group focusing this intently. He begins to murmur, 'That blasted 'firepot', always ruining my turn. The wretchedness of life follows me into this board game!'
You say, 'Hail, Darix D`Unnar'
Darix D`Unnar says 'Shhh! I'm trying to focus here... If you insist on pestering us, then at least be quiet about it... If you're here for the stonework, then quickly pick something you like and be off!'
You say, 'Firepot?'
Darix D`Unnar looks around, as if curious where you mustered the gall to address him on such matters uninvited... 'What about 'his-and-her-highness' silly firepot'? All those fanciful legends of a mystic portal are just adorable nonsense. If you insist upon the truth, then bring me a bit of 'Lokar's favorite pastime...'
Give him some Red Wine.
Darix D`Unnar pops the cork from the bottle and takes a hearty swig... 'Ah well then, a deal's a deal. You may have realized that the D`Unnar fellow patrolling the halls of my fine city doesn't have much to say, and he never will. That boy was a simpleton just starting out in the world while I was the guard of royalty... After many fruitful and wealth-inducing years as a guardian of the Thexian royal palace, one event changed my position of authority drastically. While its true the King and Queen never had anything but contempt for one another, no event in Teir`Dal history compares to the great fight that sealed the palace away. After that day, I went from well paid guardian of the palace, to the leader of the mindless patrol that oversaw the royal archway leading to... a useless firepot. Most fools pass by that spot blissfully unaware of the great secrets hidden behind it. Have you ever stopped to wonder why there is such a beautiful archway leading to nothing? Hmm?...'
You say, 'Tell me about the palace'
Darix D`Unnar shakes his head, 'No, leave me now, I've said more than I need to.' Darix brushes you away with one hand while his other grasps tightly around the bottle of red wine.
If you click the figurine near the teddy bear on the game board, you see:
You notice a key difference between the Wereorcs in front of Indy and Rathgar in contrast to those in front of Darix and Garik. Perhaps collecting a sword and shield for your Orc is part of this game's strategy...
The unarmored Wereorc belonging to Darix appears to be piece furthest away from where its owner is sitting. Perhaps choosing your location on the table as well as progressing across the board are intertwined ideas.