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... else, something acrid and unsettling – the unmistakable tang of orc. The Threian Vanguard, a force numbering over a five thousand, stood poised on the northern side of the Narrow Pass. In front, nestled on the other side of the gnarled and rocky and narrow terrain, was the orcish encampment. A disconcerting stillness hung in the air, a silence more menacing than any war cry.
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Captain Baldred, his face etched with lines of weariness and grim determin ...
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