A short overgrown trail takes you to the Orc Village. Access from the Great Southern Road is only slightly hindered by the waist high weeds. You wonder why, with all the raids that the orcs have made upon neighboring villages, they haven't been eradicated by their many enemies... Then the smell hits you. Choking and gagging on the stench in the air, you want to leave, and quickly.
You admonish yourself, "this isn't the way a hero is supposed to act!" There are battles to be won, enemies to be slaughtered, even if they are mostly women and children. Nits breed lice, or so the saying goes...
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