[h2][center]Oguurec Dekaan[/center][/h2]

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[i]Location of the tribe’s settlement[/i][/center]


The Great Time was upon the world, as was stipulated by the first explosion, the greatest explosion that made all life and the child-explosions which wrought destruction and carnage. It was these children explosion which would be the ultimate decider of society for they hold an immense power to change the shape of the world. It was that power which the lowly Blueskin goblin tribe, the Oguurec Dekaan, would chase to become stronger than any other race that would dare to subjugate their people or seek their destruction. It was within this society in which the most powerful goblin mage would be born, known to the tribe of course, Uxu Ambercast the Queen-Mage. 

Uxu Ambercast had survived trial by explosion, surviving in an arena with other would-be upstarts, but she outsmarted them all, simply by hiding until the last man stood and she made him explode. The power to shape their tribe was in her hands, but the lands in which they originally called home began to exterminate their people, forcing a mass exodus of the Oguurec people. Their numbers were dwindled significantly on their travels, predatory peoples picking them off or natural elements taking their toll on a large population on the move. The desert was exceptionally brutal for them, the heat and lack of water forced the weak to die. 

It was only with the guidance of Uxu that the tribe endured and found new fertile lands, but they knew they would not be safe for the hunt against goblins was widespread, as far as they knew. They continued north through a mountain range, through grasslands, and across rivers. Only stopping to rest when they knew they were safe. Yet, they soon reached the serene lands of a valley, peaceful and protected from invaders. At the time they first drank of the water from the great lake of the valley, they knew that it would be theirs and theirs alone. 

The Oguurec Tribe could finally find rest and rebuild their civilization, reform their culture, and a place where they may continue to study the first great explosion and its destructive children. The world was their playground, and it was with this playground that they would possibly bring about untold destruction. 

The world made a mistake with allowing these goblins to live. 

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It was dawn after the night of their long, long rest when the first of Uxu’s troubles had began for the day. The young, goblin leader was awoken from her tent by a much older goblin with far sharper features than that of Uxu, especially with the dagger-like nose. “Mage-Queen, the people are hungry and rations are low. We’ve already sent out multiple foraging and hunting parties, but we will need more,” he reported to the young one.

“Nonsense, we can survive on the rations for now. So long as you do your job and actually ration it as oppose to hoard it,” Uxu narrowed her eyes at the older goblin, tying her rough hair back in a rather casual fashion before going for her staff. “My concern is being killed, them gits outside will kill me. They thinks I’m a naive child who can’t see plotting behind my back,” the Ambercrest said, holding her staff up.

“I thinks ya wrong,” the older goblin said, “But what would ya do about that then?”

“Make thems who want my place dead, of course! I’d blow em all to smithereens if I knew who thems was!,” she exclaimed before moving up to the older one. “I wants all those who are most loyal to me to report to my tent when the foraging and hunting parties get back, also send Joz in,” Uxu ordered, leaning the head of her staff against the chest of the advisor. “Now leave so I can get dressed!,” she barked.

Outside, passerbys saw a flash of light with a bombing sound and a smoking heap flying out the flap of the tent. The advisor should have known to never talk to the chieftain before she was dressed. Though, he lived after the explosive exit that had been suggested to him, though dazed as he brought himself up to go and inform Joz, a shaman who was well-practiced in the arts of quelling the energy and might of the child-explosions and forcing them to his will. Joz was dressed in long, yellow robes. The robes bore no sleeves, but Joz did wear a dark orange, long-sleeved undershirt.

Joz was found by the enormous lake sustained the people with its pure waters, supervising a small sermon, telling them the stories of first, great explosion even if the crowd knew the story almost by heart. The summons was given after the sermon, and he rushed to meet the young Chieftain, knowing that it would be important. There, he found Uxu sitting on a chair, waiting with her staff standing in her hand. Joz fell onto his knees, his ears moving back as he acknowledged the might of the one who lead them to this new land. 

Uxu motioned for him to rise and he did, awaiting her words.  

“I need ya to teach some people how to throw a right propa explosion for me,” Uxu said simply looking upon the shaman with a rather bored look on her face. Before he could ask who or why, the Queen-Mage continued on, “About thirty of my friends will need to be taught so that they can protect mes and the tribe from the outsidas of the lands, and I know ya are one of the most powerful ones here except for mehself.” Her words were cold, calculating, enough so that it made the shaman shiver, expecting a harsher order if he should fail the task that had been bestowed upon him. 

Joz bowed his head once more, “I’ll do it, meh highness,” he said with a calm demeanor in order to hide his original fear of the Queen-Mage. “I only ask when,” Joz stated, not looking up at his leader. 

“You will receive ya orders when the foraging parties get back. Now, go get yaself ready,” she said, watching the shaman acknowledge her words with an outstretching of his hands as he backed out of the tent. Uxu would have her royal guards, her “Kooch Hor”, and they would be some of the best mages for the tribe. Her only hope was that they wouldn’t get themselves killed with that power. 

[hider=Summary]
[b]Race:[/b] Goblins
[b]Subrace:[/b] Blueskins

[b]H)[/b] Establishing of the “Kooch Hor”, the royal guards to Uxu Ambercraft, with 30 goblins to be taught how to throw around some good explosions, and basic use of weapons, though mostly the explosions. Collateral damage be damned if they are used.[/hider]