You are [Anon] of clan Stonebottom. You were one of many orcs living within the tribe's borders and you were an aspiring warrior just like any other greenskin. When you came of age, you joined your clansmates into battle with fury in your heart and a battlecry on your lips.
Now just a few months down the line you were toiling away in a slave camp. Like many of your clansmates, you were defeated in battle and swiftly captured. Dressed in simple chest wraps and a loincloth, you shivered as the cold breeze washed over you like winter's kiss. You tug at your chains wrapped around your ankles and wrists and sigh as your slave overseers "whip" their chattel to work.
You shyly avert your eyes as a fellow orc got his tighty whities, already worn and abused, stretched up his butt by a cruel overseer. The greenskin yelped and moaned as his tighty whities were expertly stretched in the cruel hands of the slave overseer.
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