One day on my way to the entrance of the vile dungeon shame, I came across this odd smelly camp by the mountainside.... Orcs, my not so keen sense of smell told me, when no sooner than a trio of them came out of the woods. One of them was clearly a murderer most foul and his two minions did not look much more reputable. I invited this murder to "Taste Steel", but alas I was quickly surrounded and brought down. My poor horse suffering the fate of being their impromptu dinner. Upon returning from the world of Monochrome, I vowed vengeance upon their kind ! I first ventured into the desert fortress near Compassion Shrine, only to find it overrun with scorpions and earth elementals... So I made my way into their dark and treacherous mountain lair. AHA, my prey was close at hand and I laid about me with great vengeance and furious anger! I cleansed that entire hovel of its filth and made my way back out again from its dark reaches, when I saw re-enforcements had arrived.. Apparently they had not learned their lesson, so I proceeded to instruct them. This time, taking care not to slay, but to mortally wound... FOR THE PAIN !! I shouted as the last cur limped away...
