Of Slaves and Ore

I've lost all sense of time.

I suppose it must have been about 23 days ago that the Orcs caught us and forced us to work.

The work is hard and the bastards know no mercy. If you're weak, you're dead!

I want out of here, I don't care how!!!

We had to prolong the tunnels even further into the mountain.

The front area is already massive. If I only knew what we're doing this for.

I've heard that these Orc priests have no hearts. But if that's true, how come they're still alive?

Also, I've seen the sword the priests are so afraid of. If I only had it, I'd smack it straight into their bodies.

The sword is lying in a room in the front part of the temple, but it's guarded by a priest.

I'm going to flee. I'll leave my diary here, maybe one day it'll be useful to somebody.