Teryl's Tales of Whim~The orcs milled about aimlessly. They hadn't liked their leader but now he was gone and nobody wanted to take the helm. The whole operation had been cattledung from the start, and nobody really wanted to get back to it.
A ragged goblin skittered over to the leadership helm, plopping it on her head, "Everyone!"
The orcs stood to attention.
"Let's take this fight to the beach! We're going to frolic in the sea!"
Odd orders, gladly followed.
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