C155 The Night Raid on the Orc Tribe

The night was silent, save for the crackling of bonfires beside the spirit spring, their flames flickering in the stillness.

Surrounding the spring, countless small tents had sprung up. The newly appointed Orc leader and a few key Orc members were huddled by the firelight, murmuring in hushed tones.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes watched from the shroud of darkness