An orc walks through the old forests. He sniffs around, searching for something, or perhaps someone. The orc takes a skull from his sack and grins at it, it seems to grin back. The skull is very small, probably a halfling skull or maybe a young dwarf. The orc drops the skull on a stump and from his pack he grabs his warhammer. Above his head it is raised, and in a second it is hurled down upon the skull. The skull is shattered and the sound it creates echos throughout the trees. The orc takes out a vile and drops a black liquid from it onto the remains, and the substance bubbles as it melts the skull. The orc watches this and he speaks, it seems he is talking to himself.
"Take as present. Me has made up mind. Dis decision mite give me enemees but me has made up mind. Yoo haves me hammer."
The orc stares at the black hole in the stump where the skull once was. He grunts and turns around. The orc walks deeper into the forest and disappears in the shadows.
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