As the door to the training rooms opened an orc around 25 years old came walking out, this orc had a stern face and a scar which went from the left side of his face al the way to the right lower side. The orc stood in place for a few seconds as all of the unblooded orcs walked into the training room, then with a stern and deep voice he let out an intimating aura that brought most of us to are knees.

This orc was over 7ft tall and had a murderous aura around him that would bring a chill to the bone. He spoke and said with a booming voice, my name is Kogan and I will be going through the training you wimps will be going through. As he spoke he went straight to the point and grabbed a random orc, he then went over to what looked to be a metal tree trunk. Once he got to this tree trunk like object he stood before the small orc and told the orc to start hiting the metal trunk with his fists continously until instructor Kogan told him otherwise, the orc looked at the instruct which looked a little confused. The instructor the yelled, are you stupid puny orc start punch the skin on your fist is too delicate and we need to build up some kind of muscle within this week we have till the Hunt.

Once he managed to get this orc to work he looked over each orc and gave them instructions of what there training would be. Norks was to lift the large metal trunk like object repeatedly until he was told he could stop and if he did stop before being told he'd be put in a sparing match with another orc.

Arg was tasked with running around the training compound with weights on his arms and legs which he did without thinking much of it. I on the other hand messed up as I started asking the instructor too many questions, why do we have to do this type of training instead of something else, is there any better ways to train and such. This constant annoying questioning got to the orc instructor Kogan, this caused me to have to have weights on my arms and legs while doing metal log punchs then when I finished with them I went straight to running with Arg. 

Whenever I was with Arg I would try talking to him, this didn't last however as after the first hour of training it got more intense and I began to have a metallic taste in my mouth that keep me from speaking. 

Finally after 4 hours of continued training with only 5 minute breaks everyone hour we finally finished the physical training part of the day. When the physical training ended we got 10 minutes to catch are breaths, I walked over to a sweaty mess of a orc that was Nork and a splat of sweat that lay on the the ground which was Arg. 

Arg finally caught his breath and punched both me and Nork on the arms which felt like hammers had slammed into them after the train. Nork on the other hand had a smug look on his face and said that was nothing, this didn't last as when I pushed him he dropped straight to the floor causing both me and Arg to burst into laughter.

When we finally caught are breaths and talked about the exhausting training we went through, another instructor came into the training room this time I recognised who this instructor was, it was the woman who was at the front of the stalls earlier.

When this woman came through the door surprisingly the other orc instructors that were in the room bowed, good evening second in command, from the sounds of it she was just below the rider chief that showed up earlier on the black 2nd order warg. 

As she walked in she looked at me then scoffed and continued to walk to the front of the training room. Today I will be teaching you grunts some of the basic warbeast you might face in the wilderness during your Gre Gar Hunt and what warbeast you should look out for. When she began to speak you could tell only a third of the class actually payed attention, this was due to most of the orcs in the training room being male and they were in a stupor at the beauty of the orc woman before them some even drooled.

The Female orc ignored this for a little bit but had enough and shouted, I am Sira second in command of the orc riders and you will show me respect. This may not have seemed as intimidating if not for the flames that came off her body as her once redish green skin turned bright red with flames coming off them, she was a volcanic orc and a pure one at that. 

Every single orc in the room even though female orcs dropped there faces to the floor, then Sira huffed a little as the flames that came off her body settled down and she said, good now we can actually start.

First she explains the common 1st order beast that we would encounter, which didn't need too much explaining. After she finish with the basics she then went on to the 2nd order tank warbeasts we would be looking for.

The first warbeast she explained was the Morg they were the same size as a warg but had 4 claw like legs and a giant mouth, all of which was covered in an incredibly thick chitin like material. We were explained that due to it huge size the best thing to do was distract it and avoid the enormous mouth while the rest of the orc tried to target the joints which had no armour around them. 

The second tank class 2nd order warbeast we would most likely see was the Barak, this was a giant snake that was over 20ft long and had incredibly thick scales which could shatter steel if hit directly. This creature spewed poison out of it mouth which could kill and unblooded orc in under an hour. These warbeasts greatest weakness was actually just before it released it poison, this would be seen when its chest started pulsing, the beast time to strike was right when it opened its mount due to it having no armour in its mount and having a very weak part at the top of it mouth.

Now these warbeasts may sound like they aren't that difficult to kill however just because you know there weaknesses doesn't mean these beast will give you the opportunity to strike. Then she concluded her explanation of the two main warbeasts we would be hunting and went into a little more detail on survival skill.

After a while of training it was finally over and time for me to head home, I grabbed some food from the side that was provided at the training area and began stumbling home. Once I got through the creaky door and shut it I walked straight to my fur covered bed and plonked onto it, I grunted looked to the side where my carvings were and began to close my eyes finally falling asleep after hours of training.