Orcs and Goblins - Rings of Power FLUX

In a dimly lit, cave-like setting, a male orc sits cross-legged on a worn leather tunic, his weathered face illuminated only by the faint glow of embers. His eyes are fixed intently on the task at hand: sharpening his curved blade with deliberate strokes, the metal glinting in the flickering light. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and sweat as he works the steel, the sound of scraping metal echoing through the cavernous space.