Once upon a time, there lived a large orc named Ferrn. He was a most fearsome creature indeed, with his towering height and insane strength. His skin shone silvery grey, his eyes pools of red that reflected all light. His head was smooth and hairless. He was a savage that did not conform to any civilized behavior—he spoke roughly, wore no clothes at all, and took whatever he wanted.

He was wandering through the forest, looking for something to eat. "Ugh... Me hungry..." He grunted to himself. It was a bit of a lazy day and he was in no mood to hunt, so he was doing the next best thing—gathering. He sniffed through the air, trying to catch the scent of berries or fruit.