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... slowly without leaving any traces on the damp ground.

Orcs don't wear footgear, their tough feet have evolved to have a fat pad that can cushion their stride.

Orcs don't wear armor, for them armor will only slow down their movement.

Only creatures with weak bodies and no regeneration abilities needed armor to protect their bodies.

They usually sleep on the ground and only bathe when it rains, making their smell blend in with their surroundings.

So that da ...

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