Among Dusty Parchments...

[Catarrh 720]

   Chapter 4: Borug

   Many of those who know the shaman, Malog'Yar, know of his occassional trips into the wilderness to meditate. It's been quite a long time since he left for his most recent journey. Some may have probably even come to worry for his well-being, particularly his lifemate and his five cubs. Were they to look through some of his possessions, they would find many dusty scrolls and books. Among these would be some marked simply "Fur mi famileh." Upon opening them, his mate and/or children would discover these scrolls to be a record of Malog's family history --as many of Malog's long-time acquaintances may remember the knowledge and respect he holds regarding his ancestry. They'd see the stories of Guldur, Yar and Bula; however, they would also see some stories which Malog hadn't told them yet himself. The first of these new tales would be that of one ancestor named Borug. Should Malog's family choose to read the story, it would go as follows:

   ((Note: As with the previous stories, this one was also written in English for the convenience of both writer and reader. Also, don't worry. Malog's not dead. I'm trying to return, but having hostname troubles preventing me from logging onto the server.))

   My great grandfather, Borug, was, as most orcs, a fine warrior; however, his primary passion was for his occupation as a master butcher. No one in his village understood the art of butchery as well as he did. His sister, Naga, often scolded him for lacking the cunning of their huntress mother or the wit of their grandfather, Yar, but Borug had a thick skin and a staunch heart. He respected his family's value of wisdom, and understood the importance of their traditions. He engaged in these traditions himself. He listened to the epic tales of Guldur's exploits. He burned herbs at Yar's burial mound. He celebrated right alongside Naga at the sounding of Bula's horn, ushering in the year's hunting season --as the family used to do at the time-- but he knew what he was. He was a humble butcher, who craved simplicity.

 

   Borug didn't need much beside his cave, his iron cleaver and a steady supply of meat to do his part in feeding the village. In a way, he had his own wisdom. He avoided needless complications in life. He was content with what he had. He saw no need for fancy titles or praise from others. If there was battle, he fought. If there was work to be done, he did it. He lived his simple life, and that was enough for him.

   The only remotely complicated situation in his life was when he slaughtered and ate the dwarf slave he'd inherited from his mother. His sister is said to have scolded him for days. It was, you see, the very same slave that Urul had gifted to Bula to win her heart all those years ago. Aside from a sigh and a grimace from their father, however, Naga's scolding was the only issue that really arose from the whole ordeal. It was, after all, his slave, and it had become quite old. Also, his lack of both thumbs and big toes limited his practicality to begin with. The dwarf was really more of a living trophy than a useful servant, and Borug saw little purpose for such things.

   Eventually, Naga decided to set off on her own, in search of glory. They never heard from her again, but she was a good orc. Whether she lived on for years or died immediately, it is certain she did so honorably. Borug stayed back in the village to do what he loved, and took a female named Ikesh as his mate. Together, they bore three cubs: Gorgol, Dul and Rom. Gorgol eventually grew to be a skilled tanner. Dul enjoyed the honor of rallying his fellow warriors, and beat the war drums as his people marched in battle. Rom, like his father, enjoyed butchering, but his true talents were in herdsmanship. Borug lived to be ninety-one, and died in battle with his trusty cleaver in his hand.

   My cubs, learn from all your ancestors, even humble Borug. The orcs are not a people given over to excessive luxuries or pointless frivolities. We live for Krug. So, whether your lives lead you to be glorious conquerers or simple butchers, do it honorably; and Krug will smile on you the same as he smiles on a rex or a motsham.

Story of Guldur: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/105834-an-orcish-genealogy/

Story of Yar: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/106182-a-continued-genealogy/

Story of Bula: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/107735-more-heritage/#entry1009610

[DecoLamb 959]

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[๖ۣۜ§osa (E.G.I.E.) 520]

(( It's good to see from you again<33333 ))

[Catarrh 720]

((Thanks. I may go ahead, and type up another story while I'm trying to figure out this hostname problem. It's keeping me from logging in, so the forums are pretty much the only way I can interact with the rp world right now.))

[LaviniaTheRider 60]

((Awww I'm sorry it took me so long to see this post! I almost never check LotC.))

[Lita 677]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.