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[Color=crimson][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=crimson][b]Location:[/b][/color] Aldrakh
[Color=crimson][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Myra [@13org]
[Color=crimson][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] 
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[hr][color=crimson][i][h3]Hours earlier…[/h3][/i][/color][/center]
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The odd deadly trio set out to traverse the open sea aboard their hippocampi-drawn watercraft. They had started bright and early, and that very brightness caused Vrexen to curse the sun rays that stung against his body. His calls for violence against the bright pink orb in the sky were both humorous and scary to all who had the chance to witness it. At the moment, the red-faced demon sat with narrowed eyes while wrapped in a thick white blanket [I]acquired[/I] from their stay at the Yenworth Inn. 

Myra, being a demon more acquainted with the sunrays, instead found her own kind of misery on the voyage. Seasickness and boredom had colluded in making Myra greatly desire the end to the journey across the giant wavy pond. Curiosity occasionally drew her to the hippocampi and [i]almost[/i] every time she was shooed away from them by Astra.

[color=plum]“Myra, they’re nice huh? Hey! Get back!”[/color]

. . . .

[Color=plum]“Myra, hold it RIGHT there!”[/color]

. . . .

[Color=plum]“Myra!”[/color]

. . . .

[Color=plum]“No!”[/color]

. . . .

[Color=plum]“Myra… MYRA NOOO![/color][hr]

[i]With three out of the four hippocampi reined to the watercraft, the trio were eventually met with the sight of the Malthemoor Naval fleet tasked with occupying Aldrakh’s port. Astra took point as planned, but the Malthemoor military officers were more interested in addressing Vrexen as he was identified as being a member of an “eight-member Demon special purpose force supporting Malthemoor.” And like that, the trio had freedom of movement within the stone, wood, and metal built Aldrakh. Astra was just glad things were looking up after what happened with the hippocampus that didn’t make it with the rest. They didn’t need the smelly old equestrians anyway, so the group would have to find a buyer soon.[/I]

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[i][sub][color=985025]The Aldrakh Orc Clan is known to be quite civil but often war with not only the Dugmaghord orcs but also the dwarves nearby. They tend to side with Malthemoor during conflicts. They are the more populated orc clan and thus tend to have better resources, architecture. They live in houses and buildings made from stone, metal, and wood having a stable settlement and staying in one place. There are various shops and bars around that orcs frequent that are named simple and straight to the point names such as: "The Tavern." Trading and selling here are held at trading posts and shops set up around the settlement. Items and supplies tend to have high value to them here. They do have a meeting hall that also serves as a court area to settle their disputes. All disputes are settled in a trial like those of humans. Here ranks are gained by a vote. The Orcs here are raised at a higher standard than those of Dugmaghord, for the most part. They eat together and party together similar to that of Dugmaghord. The former is their favorite. Gender roles do not exist amongst the clan. Marriage ceremonies are held between any two orcs that desire to be together. They are culturally atheists but celebrate holidays with festivities with music, games, and other activities orcs consider fun.[/color][/sub][/i] [/center]

Aldrakh was booming with the presence of both Malthemoor’s Dark Elven troops and members of the Aldrakh Orc Clan. These two groups of Avalians meshed well as the elves provided revenue while the orcs provided goods and services. Aldrakh served as a forward base that the Dark Elves could deploy their units from by both land and sea. The troops seemed to be in higher spirits than normal, holding an air of confidence while commenting on their occupation of Roshmi and the attack on the Sun Elf Kingdom supply cache. Astra was initially surprised Malthemoor was dominating in the offensive since they were meant to be strangers to this side of the world. Then she remembered her travels and her encounters with many of her kind. Dark Elves were unwanted on the mainland, sure, but the mainland had more of a permissive environment than that of Daka. Permissive environments were always the playing field for spies and the like.

[color=darkturquoise]“I smell no demons, yet these creatures… These are the orcs?”[/color] Vrexen took a whiff of the air as the group walked towards town. He recalled Astra mentioning these people during their travels. [color=crimson][i]I want to kill one… I must kill one![/i][/color]

[Color=plum]“Yeah. They're the tough ones here in Avalia. Strong, fast, and they're good at killing all sorts of things.”[/color] Astra looked towards two Orcs showing off their newly forged swords to each other. [Color=plum]“A lot of old elves say the only thing stopping these big hunks from conquering everything is their high mortality rate. They don’t live as long as us, but the thing that really does them in is how they’re constantly throwing themselves into some kind of fight. Even when no one wants to fight ‘em, they just fight each other… or they do this thing where a chief fuckin’ howls at the moon or some shit, and then they just get so battle crazed, no one has a choice but to fight ‘em.”[/color] Astra shrugged. [color=plum]“Different cultures just have their own weird thing going on.”[/color][right][color=crimson]77[/color][/right]