

Ranak's HistoryI was eight years old when the siege on our internment camp began. As the clamour of battle reached our ears, everyone seemed to wake up from a long slumber as the lethargy passed away. Every able orc picked up such weapons as they could find - mostly nothing more than large sticks and rocks - and joined the attackers. Though I despised the humans that put us in this imprisonment as much as anyone else, I had to stay in the hut: I was too young to fight. Slowly the loud noise and cries quieted; the battle had been fought. An old orc slowly approached me with a grim look in his eyes. 'Thernak... your father,' he said, 'was slain inRanak's History
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