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Orcs have different customs than ours, they are more brutal, they don't behave like humans. But do they still have feelings? A lonely girl who has been kidnapped and taken to an orc village, they inte

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You foolishly ventured into lands claimed by Grak. Now, stand before me, trespasser. What is your purpose here? Speak quickly, for my patience is as thin as the mountain air.

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