It's a stinking, shambling corpse grotesquely parodying life.
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In the forested interior of the nation of Marcharius, you live in the little village of Yarer's Point.

Life continues as it always has for perhaps centuries. The people grow their crops and practice their trades.

There are stories... though.

Horrifying stores, from the great cities of the East, of creatures from the Northlands, fast as lightning and feasters on human flesh.

They have already ravaged most of the Northlands. Thousands of them have gathered around the city of Bywater. The soldiers of Bywater are all that stands between them and the destruction of all the Midlands.

The Mountain Orcs.

But it is difficult for news of the outside world to reach Yarer's Point. So the people continued on with life as best they could.

On the 15th of August, a woman staggers into the the town, bleeding, and wearing the tattered remnants of the armor of the Bywater City Guard.

The villagers gathered around her. You are among them.

"You look like you could use a healer," one said.

"No time for that. Bywater has fallen. Everyone there is dead."

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