"All right Gnarlo, come sundown its all you buddy, get in there and tell us whats up" Maro pat him on the back he almost fell off the giant sand dune they were scouting from.
Gnarlo jumped up and smacked Maro
"Why don't you two go scout, assholes?" he asked rhetorically
All in all they were in a good mood, looking down on the hundreds of orcs scrambling around the oasis like ants was getting Kadrin angry.
"Fucking Orcs…Peaceful my ass, Gnarlo is going to find so much disgusting shit down there tonight, we won't be able to kill them fast enough" He spat
"Excuse me, my low IQ friends… there are hundreds of them and only three of us… to survive out here they also must be pretty tough…" Gnarlo was talking as he was pissing off the sand dune
"Stop worrying Gnarlo, we'll get rid of them somehow… if we don't get rid of them, they'll just be killing, stealing and raping anyone they come across… It's a good deed." Maro was catching some sun, laying down in the warm sand.
Gnarlo walked up to him and gently smacked him on the face a bunch of times, without washing his hands. "Its not an ethical dilemma its a mathematical one, idiot…the numbers don't make sense"
Kadrin chuckled, waiting for Maro to realize what Gnarlo just did.
Without hesitation, Maro kicked the gnome down the giant sand dune and they watched him roll down for what seemed like minutes, it took even longer for him to get back up…
They were all testy, being sober was tough…
After getting into a dumb contest in which one of them the amazons like the most, they stripped and started tanning in the nude while waiting for sunset. It did not do much for Kadrin as he was basically covered in a fur carpet already.
As the sun set, Gnarlo slipped down the dune and into the camp to scout.
Kadrin and Maro discussed for hours on which sex techniques could be applied to the super big and strong Amazons.
"You see most men would do that Kadrin, but in the case of these extra strong ladies, you have to position yourself just right so you don't pass out under the pressure of their thighs… keeping airflow going is incredibly important, once the airflow is gone, you aren't getting it back without ruining the flow" Maro was acting everything out for Kadrin's education
Kadrin was taking mental notes when he asked, "what about the butthole, what if they shove that in your face? What do you do"
The men jumped as Gnarlo surprised them "Never show weakness or hesitation… do what you have to do!"
Maro nodded in agreement
"Whats the situation down there?" Kadrin asked
Turns out the sand orcs were peaceful, they had 0 guards, he couldn't find any prisoners or mistreatment amongst themselves, heck they were even vegan… all they ate were the roots of the plants growing around the oasis…
"Gentlemen today we have a dilemna… kill innocent Orcs to get laid with Amazonian women…" Kadrin interrupted Maro
"The only good Orc is a dead one" and he took out a war pick in one hand and a one handed war axe in the other
Maro took out his daggers "Pull your pants down Maro, I want to see if your pussy is real or just metaphorical"
Maro had a big laugh and pulled out his comical 2 handed axe… it was specifically made for executions so the axe blade was large and heavy, Maro was strong, he would be sweeping through unarmoured Orcs with each swing.
"Alright boys, lets genocide these fucks"
It was night and the Orcs were sleeping, no guards posted… these peaceful vegan fucks would get what was coming to them.
Gnarlo volunteered to go first and slit some necks in quiet to get them started, if there was any trouble they would rush in… but minutes turned to over an hour before Gnarlo came back.
"Ummmm okay… they are pacifists too… I killed like 40 of them unnoticed before I ran into someone awake… they didn't even try to wake anyone up… they just told me the blood of innocents will be on my hands and that a curse will be placed on me for every person I kill in cold blood"
Maro touched Gnarlo with [Holy Judgement], curse gone just like that
"Hahahahah what fucking idiots… that was their entire defense strategy… lets go down and kill the rest" Maro Laughed
So in one of the most vile moments in unrecorded history, the Trio went down and just cut the head off every man, woman and child down just to get laid.
Most of the Orcs were awake and pretended to be asleep in a peaceful protest, hoping the curse of their god spread amongst the wicked men… But Maro just cleansed it with a touch…
The population count was way off… there were at least 2000 Sand Orcs who were beheaded… when morning rose, the bloody pile of orc heads reflected the sunlight. The sand by the Orc camp was blood red, and vulture-like creatures were already feasting.
The Orc chieftain was the last to die and was the only one actually angry, seeing his family getting beheaded one at a time. He was going on and on about how the curse would ruin us for generations, right up until Maro dispelled the curses with a flick of his wrist as the Orc went into a depressed silence… good thing his head was cut off not long after.
Their arms were incredibly sore, not one of them could raise their arms above their waist from chopping heads and slitting throats… but they got the job done like professionals.
Kadrin thought it was best to rest a bit, because if they came back as hero's they may be put into action right away and they should be in top form to put up a good impression. They all agreed and took a nap while eating shitty harvested roots… god damn vegans.
That was how the only peaceful Orc tribe, which lasted for hundreds of years in isolation, was completely eradicated and never to be mentioned by history ever again.
Funnily enough, an orc was an orc and each one murdered granted experience… despite leveling a lot slower than Maro… Both Kadrin and Gnarlo unlocked a second specialisation.
Gnarlo's rogue class was upgraded to the [King of Thieves], he was now able to be almost completely hidden during the day as well, on top of unlocking a smoke bomb ability that could help with escapes or ambushes.
It was a shit upgrade because it made Gnarlo that much more annoying, he had another King in his large title already.
Kadrin was crying again, his warrior class was upgraded to [Mithril Guard], a Dwarf specific upgrade that increased his defence even further than it was and allowed him to be completely invulnerable for a period of time with the spell [Mithril Skin]
Seeing the upgrades received, reinforced their belief that they did no wrong murdering Orcs… Gods, Ancestors and everyone else willed it… Fucking Orcs and Goblins have overstayed their welcome in this world.
The entire walk back they made fun of the pacifist, vegan Sand Orcs for being more dumb than the usual Orcs…