"everything is gone my Chief" a two meter Orc guard says to the Orc leading their group of twenty.
This very Orc has been the source of Black moon's wrath, Kharag Greyeye, Chief of the Greyeye clan and supreme leader of the Greyeye fortress.
A few hours ago, he had left this hideout to gather more resources for the mage, Paximus and information on the Black moon clan's alleged alliance with the Shammob.
Luckily for him, he found that their chief was injured and his children were already at each other's throats, preparing for a 'trial of fate' ceremony.
'Destroying the black moon clan would several steps easier', so he thought but... Reality slapped him in the face once again.
Kharag looked at the head of his most trusted warrior hanging on a pike, it was mounted at the very center of the hideout and two outposts. This situation, for some reason made him much more angrier than he needed to be as he gnashed his teeth repeatedly.
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