"Walk faster you bunch of slugs or no grub for the lot of you!" The harsh voice of the scout leader rang in Krûl's ears. "We have been running for hours straight! " said one of the others next to him. It was true, Krûl had the wounds on his feet to show for it "Why do we even run?" Another scout almost shouted yet the scout leader gave no answer and just kept running, we kept following. Orders were orders and disobedience meant the whip, even for half-orcs. Camp was not far now.
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