I awoke early this morning to cries of consternation, and that all-too-familiar drumbeat. Orgas! Invasion at the east gate! Quickly I rushed out to assist the injured. The fighting was fierce, but after a couple hours it was clear the tide had turned in our favor. Once we had secured the town, it didn't take long for our exuberant fighters to start clamoring to take the fight to its source: the Orga Camp itself!
Reaching the Orga Camp proved to be no simple task. The orgas for once had come together in several great, semi-organized mobs throughout the Tanglewood. There was talk that this uncharacteristic uprising was inspired by Nilor, Puddleby's preeminent Orga sympathizer. More than once I found myself in situations similar to the one pictured above and to this day wonder that I lived to tell the tale.
In the end, however, the Orgas' brute temperament turned out to be their undoing. Frustration at their mounting losses destroyed the Orgas' cohesion and reduced them to a howling mob that was no match for the more systematic tactics of the Exiles. By the end of the day, the Tanglewood and Orga Camp were recaptured, and Puddleby was again tranquil for a few precious hours.
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