War horns sounded in the distance. But they were not from any normal human horns of brass and metal. No, this was a sound more akin to a great beast, bellowing a ferocious roar. A beast with an insatiable hunger. A hunger for violence. From the opposite side of the horns came a hail of flaming arrows peppering the war camp of the entrenched mercenaries. Arrows meant to sow chaos and confusion as oppose to causing any major casualties, but this strike was aimed specifically for a food and wood storage within the camp, to ensure that major supplies are burned to the ground. Pouring out from the hills affair came a strange sort of cavalry; instead of horses, they were large boars. And riding them were not men, but orcs.

Leading the charge was their leader, Malakaus Urabrask Vorinclex. A half-orc bastard of a knight who once served Maren. He died sometime later due to treachery, but before he passed Malakaus learned of him and his claim to bridge an alliance between his savage tribe with someone who could claim the throne. Orcs have always been a regular enemy to humanity, but Malakaus had dreams of uniting his people to become more than raiders and murderers who lived in caves and camps. To that end, he had watched this mercenary army to gauge their strength, and in turn gathered up a small band of orcs willing to fight for him. It wasn't a large force, only about thirty including himself, but Malakaus was not here to defeat this army, but to drive them away. Their tactics was to disrupt and weakened, and hopefully Maren's own forces could actually clean up the rest.

It looked as though Malakaus and his small unit of boar riders were going to catch the disorganized mercenary rabble, but instead he shouted out something in his brutish mother tongue and hurled clay flasks of oil onto more tents and solid structures. Long range archers then fired more flaming arrows, running away before the mercenaries could catch or fire back. They had to keep moving; while the orcs and their boars were naturally strong and vigorous, they lacked the more sophisticated armors and weapons the humans had. Malakaus himself was the only orc who had a proper metal breastplate and a steel battleaxe, while the rest of his kin had only harden leather armor, bows, and stone-tipped spears.