The Barracks:
You flee the temple in fear and take refuge in the hovel that serves at the pigs' home.  The next morning you wake up smelling very foul.  Feeling a bit sheepish, you decide to try sneaking back into the temple.  Unfortunately for you, the guards at the gate either heard about or saw first hand your cowardice, and three arrows break your chest.

Pain overwhelms you, and as you begin to black out, you hear them taunting you.  You die knowing you're a coward, and with not even the faintest bit of respect from your fellow orcs.

You are dead.  Would you like to try again?

Decide you believe in reincarnation and hope to be an elf in your next life?

Surely this was a dream... you would never hide in the pig shelter.
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