The Return of a Relic

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

The Return of a Relic

A Krugmar Story

For over a hundred years, the sacred relic had been missing. For a over a hundred years, the orcs of Krugmar have scoured the earth in search of their heritage.

 

For one month of every year, the orcs had sailed the seas. A thousand seas at this point. Salt would stain their skin as the sun burnt their flesh. Feasting on fish and barnacles peeled from the side of their ship, they stayed strong. These orcs have shared their entire lives on a quest given to them by a Rex of old. They had no secrets, all they had were brothers at their side. Led by the Captain, dubbed the Flag of Ankrus, they stayed true to their mission and kept it a secret from the children of Krug. Yet, as the orcs reached the end of their latest month, something was different. The orcs had failed to offer a fish, as they had done each month before, to Ankrus for protection on the seas. As they began to sail back to port, a storm hit like none before. The ship rocked, the ship shook, the ship began to break apart. In an attempt to protect his crew, the Flag of Ankrus let go of the wheel and marched towards the sea. With one step off the ship, the sea consumed him, swallowing him whole in seconds. 

 

The orcs swore to never sail without their captain, with this being their final trip. As the lookout spotted the land out far, their boat began to slow. Their nets in the water pulled tight and dragged the ship against the water. With one quick glance, they found their fate. May the captain sail to the Starguzh to join a seat at Krug's table.

 

The Horn of Yar was found.

 

Spoiler

@Llir You did it once. You will do it again. Put the llama noise back in our horn.

 

[Mister_0 40]

Ar-Tarok smiles for the paper as Hu-Din, not the most talented drawer, took four hours to finish the small sketch.

 

[Inferno_Ougi 1454]

The city vibrated under the deep and guttural tones of the Horn. Hearing it, Aki closed his eyes, and let loose a primal roar in solidarity.