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Chapter 6

"Hail and welcome back to 'Wild Thera' with your supreme host, me, Fistlnep
Throngbottom. We are glad to be back after a grueling holiday to bring you
our next installment. Without further ado, direct to your brain via
tell-a-cast, 'Wild Thera'"

"This is an exciting year for our young orc whelps, or at least for our
coverage of them as they have been ejected (rather forcibly) from the
breeding and weaning dens and are marched through the village proper to their
new 'home', the soiled trenches just beyond the orc palisade. Here they dig
in the murk and muck to expand the trenches and create sharpened sticks to
serve as crude fortifications. Freump, who you will remember was the runt of
the litter has died his final death to one of these sticks in a dispute. I
am suprised he survived this long, but orc constitution is world reknown
after all."

"This is a wild adjustment for Splorf and Krunk who were dominating the
breeding dens, but are now the lowest of the low in the village proper.
Splorf has to be murdered a few times before he gets the picture, but it
seems Krunk swallowed whatever suffices for pride very early on and is
learning the proper grovelling techniques quite well."