An alien clan of warlocks and witches, mercenaries, whose own purposes are inscrutable. They will accept gold, but prefer to barter their services for materials, as basic as grain or as exotic as pitchblende. Their interventions in war have shaped history for many generations, but there are no reliable accounts of their battles, for they make no alliances and leave no survivors. Legends about them are innumerable, but the Morandau themselves are no legends. Many have met them. Most have seen them. They buy and sell goods. The mad, the foolish, and the desperate sometimes attack them, to steal their magic. This never ends well. The Morandau are not reputed cruel, but implacable. Everyone knows they are real.