He left his ladz to finish the job and wandered off to contemplate all of the good looting they'd done that Orctober. As he reflected he noticed the changing colors of the foliage. "Orctober must be comin' to an end. But wha's nex'? Per'aps we's just keeps on plunderin'." He took a moment to think. "We can jus' call the nex' munth 'Orcvember' right?" He paused and reassured himself "yuh, that sounds right, 'az a good ring to it."
Grothmog reached the top of the hill overlooking the hamlet they had just sacked. He took stock of a job well done and a month productively spent. He cracked his knuckles and breathed contentedly.
Then, behind him, beyond the hill, he heard the sound of gnomish horns! He was greeted with the sight of a gnomish army marching in column heralding the coming of Gnome-vember. Perhaps Orcvember wasn't going to be such a hit after all.
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