Days passed...
And the same thing happened each day like a routine. The sun would rise over the jagged treeline of the [Cursed Forest], and the clearing would immediately burst into a flurry of activity. It was no longer the quiet, lonely place it once was. Now, it was a hub of constant noise and movement. Half of the orcs, which were now joined by the gnolls, set out to the forest to hunt monsters.
The coordination between the two different tribes was a bit shaky at first. Orcs were loud and preferred to smash things with their heavy stone weapons, while the gnolls were more sneaky and liked to use traps or hit-and-run tactics.
But under the weight of Verc's orders, they found a middle ground. They realized that if they worked together, they could bring back much bigger prey with half the effort.
And the rest of the inhabitants who were left in the base, they stayed behind to expand the clearing.
TAK- BOOM!
