The Young one

[Sultan 3953]

The sun.. the burning sun, that is the sun of the Orcish desert, the desert the mother of all orcs, the unforgiving mother the brutal but also the loving to those who know how to gain her trust. A lone Orc rides his Warboar across the norther border of the Uzg, a young Orc that is, a proud and brutal Orc, deep dark green skin, muscled beyond any other race, scars fill his young body the sun seems to reflect off of his bold head nothing in the world seems to bother him.

He leans back on his saddle seemingly resting, as he dose a arrow fly's straight towards were his head used to be, his eyes narrow as he pulls the reins of the Boar, and aims for the directions the arrows came from, in a full charge, he roars ''Gloguz Votar foah da gash ob me anzecturz! Mat befoah dizhonah!'' he sees his attackers panicked and on the run two elf's, young elf's it seems.

His lust for there blood raises as he kicks the boar for it to go faster, his axe raised in mid swing as he closes in on the female, a head fly's off. He stops and pulls back no use in following the other one his in the forest now. As he nears he leans his body side ways scooping the eleven females head where it landed, titling his head he says, '' 'all pinky...''

Reaching the body he jumps off his boar landing with a thud on the hard sand, he pulls his skinning knife off his belt and goes to work on the body, he first makes a incision from the chest till the lower stomach, everything in the body can be used to make something he takes out the vital Organs one by one.

The intestate he dose need a new string for his bow he thinks, making a cut in the leg and using his hand he starts to peal the skin off of the body leaving the meat intact. Meat he needs to survive for his mother is not a forgiving one... She well eat the weak consume them in her heat and fiery rage.

He once more takes the elf's head and looks at it he brings one large green finger and traces it on the females elf's lips before wrapping his hands around her lower lip and ripping it off her face, he throws it into his mouth.. A nice snack.

[Sultan 3953]

Nearing the Gates of Strigzgoi he spits, seeing the gates the runts guarding it. He pass them, he roams the large city as he hears a noise behind him. Pulling the reins to the side he sees a human or a elf female no matter they were all pinkys to him. He ponders why such a weak thing would be allowed in the Uzg, he sees a collar on her neck but heads it no mind it dose not click in his head that it is a slave.

He hears a shout ''Oi wud guin on ere?'' he turns his head to meet the body that the voice is coming from he is puzzled its pink but its a Orc.. He thinks, opening his mouth and pointing towards the Pinky female he asks the other orc ''Iz diz latz momo?'' it seems to anger the other orc as he starts to blabber about, Gorbad dose not pay much attention as insults are thrown between the two.

The female pinky seems to run away Gorbad kicks his Mount and follows but loses the Female he hears the other orc shouting ''Mi Chylange latz!'' He turns his Mount to meet the orc and jumps off. The Orc continues ''Fizt en da Arhen'' Gorbad laughs him off, he thinks who dose this Orc think he is dictating a fight his not the Rex? Gorbad looks at the orc with spite and says ""Latz kan fiaghut wed wud latz ave on latz, oah latz kan sakah uff'', The other Orc replies angered ''Mi kan sakah blah wud latz mi wub tu fight wed!'', Gorbad places his hands towards his crouch and says ''Latz kan sakah diz pinky''.

The other Orc charges him Gorbad charges back, they hit each other there weight starts to put pressure on the other. Gorbad rears his head and smashes it into the other Orcs, spitting out ''Skahan Pinky'' It makes Grool angrier as he try's to push Gorbad to the ground, Gorbad arch's his hand to the side and brings his axe towards Grools ribs, Grool manages to jump out of the way, as Gorbad starts to circle him flinging insults, he stops behind Grool, as Grool turns to meet him, Grool takes his Spear from his back and points it towards Gorbad, seeing a tactical advantage Gorbad whistles for his boar as it comes charging Grool from the back trampling him, as it charges past Gorbad he catches the saddle and gets on its back once more.

Grool managed to get up, as he charges Gorbad and jumps stabbing at Gorbad, the spear hits him on his left shoulder blade sticking in his flesh and getting stuck on his armor Grool starts to try and pull it out but Gorbad raises his axe and chops the spear shaft in half, he kicks his boar to charge forward but it dose not get speed as Grool catches it tusks as it flings its head around trying to throw him off, it dose and Grool lands on a hip of old large bones, Gorbad brings his hand to the spear head pulls it out with some blood and flesh, he chucks it at Grool, and Charges with his boar riding beside Grool, and hitting home with his axe making the other Orcs head fly and hit the ground rolling.

[Sultan 3953]

Reserved

[Austin 697]

Thore rides on his jet black warboar, he roars as he sees his Clan-Bruhders klomp. He watches the two carefully as a crowd of orcs slowly crowd around the two- His eyes flare in anger, as he sees the young orc behead Grool, his eyes fill with anger.