Fighting the Undead and the Shadowclan Orcs

The night started getting notice that the Undead were southwest of Safe Haven.  I headed out with a group to see what was going on.

The Undead folk must have been distracted.  We ran through them easily, my poison was seriously working them.

Being on horse made it simple to run the bag of bones down.

Soon enough, all the Undead had been sent to their maker or unmaker.

Back in Safe Haven, the Shadowclan Orcs appeared.  A large battle began.  I only saw one orc Mojoka, so I knew my target.

A few well targetted arrows took out Buugz Baghu, the Mojoka.  Soon the Safe Haven forces were matching numbers with the Orcs.  Somewhere in here, I lost my horse to the hungry orcs.

People died on both sides.  The orcs maintained a semblance of a picket line even while under attack.

Other Blood Clan arrived and we grouped up to plan our next attack on the orcs.

The blood lust ran hot as I killed another orc.  After withdrawing my kryss from his body, I realized I was surrounded by orcs.

Quickly, I found myself in monochromania.  Quite a bit of dead, eh?

During a lull in the battle a well dressed woman showed up asking lots of questions.  
Since I am a blowhard, I talked with her for a while.  She was mainly asking why we fight. 

I told her that it was because we were the good guys and they are the bad guys.