A Night Under the Stars - My Hidden Passions (Part I)

As a fierce Orc warrior known for crushing bones, many might find it surprising to learn of the softer side I harbor deep within. But there's more to me than meets the eye – evenings spent amidst nature's tranquility reveal a tenderness seldom seen. Tonight, I escaped the campfire's glow to read verses from a well-worn book, while gazing at the twinkling heavens above.

The rhythmic chirping of night creatures lulled me into a peaceful reverie. It's here, alone, that I feel most myself; the armor of combat falls away, leaving room for my true essence to flourish. For years, I've cultivated a secret herbal sanctuary, nursing delicate plants to bloom against all odds. There's magic in their resilience, mirroring my own journey.

My heart swells when I visit our furry charges, the abandoned pups who found refuge in my care. Their boundless joy reminds me of the innocence we all possess, no matter how hardened our exteriors may seem. These moments offer solace, reminding me why I fight—to protect those too vulnerable to defend themselves.

But now, the moon begins its descent, signaling time to return to my duties. As I slip back into the shadows, I vow to cherish these stolen hours, a sacred retreat from the brutal world outside. Here, among the whispering leaves and starry skies, I rediscover the gentle spirit within, ever ready to embrace the next challenge head-on.