[quote=Laggia]
Bazgulub Was walking down the road with his mighty axe Morgathar on his shoulder and with his powerfull and strong armor which he had called Degula,on himself.The green skin was looking at the greenland " Such wonderfull folowers and grass, the earth mother must have it good here. These elves treat the earth spirit quite well it seems. Morgathar what do you say are they treating the enements good?." Bazgulub smiled looking at a nearby Town slowly coming to sight * Bazgulub of the Galkagi tribe. The earth mother always has it best within its own heart. The elven people have takken good care of the earth mothers gifts and would never dare to abuse it, or hurt it * Bazgulub noded, knowing full well why not to hurt the earth mother. The sharmen back in the tribe used to tell stories about how our forefathers were the ones that created the dessert because we thought that we could control the earth mother, but it turned all over when she became displeased with the orcs and made our lands to desserts.Bazgulub looked up smiling, seeing the sun. He was still walking the road but was much more closer towards the Town that he could see. Seeing flields of Grain which he had never seen with his own eyes. Only heard from other orcs that had returned after they had proven their strenght and brought honor to their tribes * Ah i wil lreturn to my tribe with the decalreing that I have become the Warcheftain of the orcish race uniteing it under one banner, The banner of the Horde !* Bagzulub was now entering the town and heading towards what looked like an taven
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As you walk through towards the tavern, you feel an odd tingling sensation all over your skin. A challenge is nearby, something by which you might prove your worth. Unfortunately, this sixth sense doesn't tell you what the challenge is, or where it would be. Fortunately, however, at this very moment five orcs burst out of the door, laughing, before spotting you. Their eyes linger on your axe.