Whimsies by Grundy

Wasp

As usual, they heard their enemy long before they saw a single orc. Tyelkormo grinned in anticipation. The creatures seemed incapable of silence. Their lairs buzzed louder than any wasp’s nest. He had gotten the inspiration when one of his guards had made that comparison. After all, one known way to pacify wasps if their nest had to be moved was to smoke them. Knowing the entrances to the cave complex meant they could do something similar. The difference here was that the orc were not intended to survive the procedure. Their nest was to be exterminated, not merely anaesthetized.