So you’ve journeyed far into the west, over hill, through forest, under mountain. You’ve met and destroyed a whole clan of orcs in the dark beneath the cold stone and ice, always pursuing that one goal given to you by that strange, smelly man in the pub that fateful evening so many months ago.
Hang on – there’s something funny about that clan of orcs. What is it… I just can’t put my finger on it…. Oh yeah – how come there weren’t any girl orcs (orcettes?) in there? Speaking of which, there weren’t any child orcs either. Now we’re talking about age, how come we never saw a geriatric Orc? Surely at least some of them live to old age – unless its true what they say about them and they eat the old. That still doesn’t account for the lack of kids, though. Continue reading