Well I wasn't feeling tired so I figured, what the hay? A few dead orcs would do cove good! I stashed the coins I got for all that amazing swag and set off to the Orc fort round the Glenmoors! A few rabble of orcs outside the battlements. Nothing of much intrest there. I charged on into the middle of the place a hootin' and hollerin'! I was rather fired up from the last hunt!
Hoooo boyugh. . . .
Bit off a touch more than I could chew and got jumped by one of them orc brutes!!
How the bloody 'elled that Arkay feller ever manage it on his own! Maybe next time I think out a plan. . . like a sea going bombardment. . . or maybe I'll just bring an army and save myself the pain of having my arse beaten to a pulp!
Well suffice to say I did manage to run the brute out. No stamina these lumbering brutes! As he leaned his limey bumm down to rest his paws upon his knees I took the opportunity to slash his belly and spilled his steaming innards! Ruined the boots, took some bruises but I kilt the devil!
Took only about 2600 coins. . . .
Well every bit counts! Doubt that Arkay brought back a single coin!
*shifty eyes*
*Signed*
Marcus I. Kobra, Junior Guardsman, Army of Cove
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