Murkfang was weak, covered in dirt. He couldn't understand how he got here, but he could also feel himself reaching his limits.
He was hungry, and there was nowhere for him to turn.
"Is this how I'm going to die?" Murkfang was scared of death as he stood on its doorstep, praying it wouldn't open its door.
"I cannot believe the High General agreed to meet up with an orc," Murkfang overheard a guard saying.
He was hidden among tall grasses so they couldn't see him.
But Murkfang could overhear everything they were talking about.
"An orc is here?" Murkfang thought to himself.
He wondered who it could be, but this made him hopeful.
He needed any hope he could find, and this was what he was going to stake his life on.
"She had quite some knockers. It is a pity they are beasts," another human blurted out.
"Female orc? Could it be…!" Murkfang thought to himself, wondering if it was Maui, Naruz, or Naz.
The gender of the orc gave him even more hope.
