![]() Two more tribes had joined his swelling ranks. They entered Cryshal-Tirith and stood before Akar Kessell. Torga and Grock turned and walked, side by side, to the structure that held the man who would be their master. ![]() But now, they had to be content with idle threats and dangerous glares, for they had been commanded to put aside their differences. In any other place, at any other time, the tribes could never have been this close without joining in fierce battle. They shared a valley in the Spine of the World and competed for ground and food with the brutality indicative of their warlike races.Īnd now they stood on common ground with no weapons drawn, compelled to this spot by a force even greater than their hatred for each other. Their respective tribes had been warring for many years, as long as any living member of either group could remember. Torga the orc faced Grock the goblin with open contempt.
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