A group of humans and orcs gather around a massive bonfire in the heart of a forgotten village, the skeletal remains of wooden houses crumbling in the background, the firelight flickers off their faces as they chant ancient words, the orcs dressed in ceremonial armor and furs, the humans in leather cloaks with strange symbols painted on their foreheads, above them the night sky is filled with stars and a blood- red moon, the vibe is intense and primal, a pagan sabbat marking the end of the harvest season
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