[color=red]"Credit is credit, they asked for as intact as possible but we aren't big enough to take the whole spider."[/color] He stated as the webbing rapidly caught fire like dried tinder. He nodded when the other Runt mentioned the ore, proper tools always made a job easier. Then the good message of leveling up came, and he apparently accomplished enough to level up twice! [color=red]"What level did you get to?"[/color] He questioned, curious on their Runtish progression rate.

[color=red][i]'Hm...Dusk Vision would be excellent. It's probably not perfect night vision but it'll make any nightly hunting better. That Empty Skill Slot would also be useful to get more skills. I might be able to make my Ranks go up just with use...'[/i][/color] He thought before he began to move again towards the Orc Village. He had no desires to even attempt another fight for the time being.

They were stopped by the guards, who talked a lot and even assaulted the unnamed runt while accusing the pair of lying and not accomplishing their feats. But the knife made them reconsider before sending them to Auguz. He shifted his payload a bit and nodded to the other Runt before they went to where Auguz was on his little podium. The big orc addressed the pair, glaring at the dark magic user momentarily before turning his attention to Grunthor.

He didn't fight Auguz taking the legs, he knew he wouldn't be keeping them. That was the point of sending the younglings out, to get food for the village and prove their worth. The weak died, the strong contributed. [color=red]"We got them from the cave down South where three orcs went missing. I asked for help from him to hunt because of a wompus cat I saw in the area."[/color] He stated before continuing on. [color=red]"So he asked for my help with the three missing. We went to the cave, they made camp inside, they got ambushed by the spider but they wounded it. I focused on its legs when he drove it from the ceiling and I kept its webbing from being useful."[/color] It was already quite the story, and Grunthor normally didn't talk much.

"We would have brought everything back but there was a...Ankheg? A giant ant thing with sickle front legs. It took one of the orc bodies off deeper into the cave. So I hacked off the legs and we carried them back here with whatever little spoils I already had before."[/color] He finished while holding up the makeshift slime sack that held fire hardened chicken scales, feathers, and the ore from the cave. He had no plans to hide anything from the older orc.