Grom'Gaius and his brothers were given a small area in the city close to the western wall. The buildings were abandoned by the first to flee, with a small area to cook outside and warm homes with everything they might need.
What truly astonished the people about the orcs was their unexpected similarity. Despite their imposing stature and choice of attire, which some might consider revealing, their manners were far from the brutishness the kingdom had painted them with.
'It makes me feel calm seeing my brothers able to relax like this. That man kept his word—at least for now, I shall follow his lead and continue to observe him.'
"My brother's! Soon, we will do battle against those who turned our brothers into monsters and held our women captive!" Grom sat before the flames holding a large wooden bowl, normally used for an entire family's salad—instead, for the orcs, these bowls were used for their savoury oats.
