Chapter 176 - Chance At A Future!

Murkfang heard about the arrival of the orcs from a breathless Borkle who had sprinted down from the watchtower, boots skidding on gravel as he delivered the news between gasps. The words hit Murkfang like a hammer blow—the Stonehide tribe, here, descending from the mountain with the Chieftess herself leading them. He had been in the mine's administrative building. He dropped the whatever it was he was doing without a second thought, the paper fluttering to the stone floor as he quickly scampered to welcome them, his shorter legs pumping hard to cover ground, pushing through clusters of goblins who had stopped their work to gawk at the procession entering the town.