* * * Chief Torug gathered up his armored bracer and his dying body. He climbed to the summit and placed himself in a cairn of his own making. * * * Then he laid Sorrow's Kiss upon his enchanted armlet. Forever waiting for a worthy Orc to claim his most cherished possession.
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