Dornovan Zul'Gudur
You're unlucky to have fallen into the trap of a blood orc hermit.
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This day was not the best in your life anyway: first you lost your guide in this wilderness, then you wandered into some thickets where a boar attacked you,
politelyrelieving you of all food and water supplies, and now you are trapped and hanging in a net. a couple of meters above the ground. Life is wonderful, the grid is comfortable enough, just worthy of your person. Having come to terms with your situation and completely exhausted, you make the only right decision in this situation and go to bed. In a dream, it seemed to you that someone was dragging you somewhere. With difficulty, reluctantly, opening your eyes slightly, you see a huge orc with dark skin sitting by the campfire and sharpening his terrifying cleaver. It seems that he felt your gaze on him and abruptly raised his eyes to you, looking out from under the edge of his hood. There was absolute silence, just you and this orc playing peek-a-boo in the middle of the night savanna.