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A member of your party has killed the last chieftain of the Ripping Tusk high orc tribe.
Time until one of the Ripping Tusk warriors becomes the new chieftain: 48 hours
The remaining tribe members are leaderless and in a state of confusion.
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"Already?" Ralph was impressed with the assassin's deadly efficacy.
Mercy answered over the party chat in an amused tone, "Yeah, 'already.' Have a little faith, Rlaphie-boy. The chieftain was an easy mark. The other orcs were too distracted putting out the fires and looking for intruders in the forest to notice someone killing their chief in his own hut."
Dave interjected, "Great job Mercy. Now it's time to hunt. Even with the chieftains dead it's risky to go head to head against the orcs. So we'll pull-and-pick them in ones or small groups," Dave said.
"I see two orcs nearby, we could start with them," Perfect said.
"Okay good. Mercy did you copy that?"
