Jack had finished harvesting wheat for the day,he was about to go back inside when he heard multiple screams from cowfallow followed by smoke arising,he had come to the conclusion that the orcs had finally came back,he was sick of the green brutes ripping everything to the ground

"It's time those leaf skinned freaks got what's comin to em!"

Jack pulled his sickle out from the tree stump and with it in hand,marched to cowfallow with one thing on his mind:retribution

Once jack got there he was instantly greeted by two of the orcs,he couldn't see through the smoke clear enough and had no clue how to use a sword but he was skilled in the "art" of "sickleship",he ran behind the orcs and sliced their necks,causing them to bleed out,he than ran through cowfallow hoping to find survivors