The tournament continued as normal, there weren't any more serious injuries that occurred after Args. It was rather boring after the first few matches, I didn't face any difficulties in my matches and ended up only making one mistake during my third match due to me being clouded by my rage from what happened to Arg.
Args POV
After what happened to him Arg couldn't stand watching the other orcs battling and experiencing the thrill of battle while he's hobbling around. As Arg walked off to his old training space which he used to hide his fight training from his father, he saw a black outline a small distance away from where he was. Arg began to hobble towards the black outline as it disappeared into some bushes nearby. As Arg began to approach this black outline he noticed what it was but it was too late, due to his weak footing he fell yelling, its a sha.... but it was too late.
Rogans POV
Rogan had finally finished his third match, he had a gash on his ar
Rogan finally woke up after getting splashed on his face, it was freezing cold water which slowly dripped down his face. As he opened his eye he saw a familiar face, it was Gunug and alongside him was Ruk and Gunug with his grunts.As Rogan was about to speak he realised he was unable to due to having some cloth which covered his mouth. As Rogan struggled to break free he was finally stopped by Grah, who punched Rogan in the stomach winding Rogan and preventing him from struggling any further, due to the pain he felt and not seeing a reason to struggle further with all these stronger orcs that surrounded him.Someone eventually spoke, it was Ruk surprisingly. This was surprising due to me expecting Gunug to be the ring leader especially with Ruks lack of intelligence. As I expected my guess was correct it was just that Ruk was dumb enough to speak in front of me spilling what they were planning.Ruk then spoke sayi
Once Rogan escaped he managed to push himself to get to Norks house, crawling through his window. Rogan had managed to stop most of the bleeding from coming out when he left the warbeast butchering place but the wounds opened up more once he moved closer to Norks house, causing blood to go everywhere as he approached the window of Norks house.After an hour of lying in his own blood a figure started to appear close to the window, Rogan went to grab something to defend himself but had no strength to move and barely managed to move a foot from where he originally was. Slowly the figure peered around the corner, Rogan prepared for the worst. Then the figure finally came around the corner, Rogan realised who it was and signed in relief, Nork on the other hand had a different expression on his face when he came around the corner. Nork began to enter his room with a mix of emotions, anger, worry and frustration, his friend looked horrible and he wasn't there to help him.Nor
It was early morning the sun had just shone through Norks window hitting Rogans face waking him up from his slumber. Rogan began to sit up as the blinding light hit his face causing a slight daze, he finally had a proper night's sleep after all that torture.Finally siting up he sees Nork but for some reason he's not got any survival equipment or weaponry for the hunt.As Rogan sits up Nork notices this and begins to speak, morning got all the equipment you should need over there for the hunt Rogan, good luck today. This confused Rogan as Nork was speaking as if he wasn't joining the hunt. Rogan finally asked what he was wondering, Nork are you not joining the hunt, you've always looked forward to joining a orc Horde.As we began to talk Nork finally tells me whats going on, he made a deal with the shaman which meant that he had to become the shamans apprentice. This meant that his Gre Gar Hunt wouldn't happe
The camp was in an uproar all the unblooded orcs were running around in panic, it was there first warbeast encounter and they had no clue what to do. The orc riders were rushing around trying to organise everyone as best as possible, but it was a lot harder to handle than they originally thought.Normally a group of orcs this size should have been able to handle a third order warbeast, but most of them were unblooded orc and there was no order it at all, it was complete chaos.As I rushed to my tent, squeezing through all the orcs running around sporadically, I eventually get inside my tent squeeze past three other orcs. Once I got inside my tent I then began to grab everything I thought I needed to face what was to come. I need to redeem myself and this was the greatest opportunity for me to do this. Rogan believed defeating this warbeast would accomplish this.Rogan had lost a great amount of confidence after getting tortured and not being able to
We didn't have much time to do anything before both the drakes came charging forward with great ferocity. It was utter chaos, but some how the orc riders still managed to work together. The orc warrior from the tribe were also rather confident they could take the other drake so both groups split up, Rogan joining the Orc Riders.They started splitting up as Sira gave some orders to her squadron then charged straight at one of the third order warbeasts, she wielded a massive great axe almost as large as her. She charged directly at the massive beast in a fiery ball of aura that surrounded her whole being. BOOM. A thunderous BOOM echoed throughout the battle field. I was in awe at her devastating power that had even knocked the drake a few feet back. BANG. SMACK. Blood splattered everywhere as Sira had her guts pierced by the drake, she had jumped in front of one of her comrades who lost focus for a second. Rogan saw this opportunity and wanting not waste it. Roga
Rogan began opening his eyes feeling a warm sensation falling upon his face. He couldn't see clearly, flashes of a silhouette flickered before his eyes as he went in and out of consciousness. It was a beautiful display of skill. It was blurry but he could still faintly see a fiery aura dancing beautifully around the visage of an enormous figure. The skill this silhouette used to evade each and every attack was enchanting.But before long this glorious spectacle was cut short as Rogans vision began to blur and eventually disappeared. It wasn't long before Rogan finally lost consciousness and when he awoke there was only devastating.Finally managing to gain enough strength to open his eyes, he sluggishly slouched foward. Before Rogan was blood, guts and bones, most of which were completly unrecognisable. Over a dozen orcs dead. It was complete devastation.As Rogan began to stagger to his feet, a tremendous amount of pain pulsated throughout his body almost
Fuuh. Fuuh. It had been weeks since the battle with the drakes and Rogan was using every second he had to train. It was still early in the morning and the sun had just come into view, but Rogan had already trained so hard that sweat dripped from all over his body and his heart was pounding loud enough for people to here it from a mile away, or at least thats how he felt.After what had happened during the rock drake battle Rogan had become almost completely isolated from the rest of the unblooded orcs. This greatly effected Rogan causing him to feel insecure and began to doubt himself. He had desided to use training as a distraction from all the whispers around him, it was the only thing he could think of doing at the moment.Rogan had lost almost all contact with other orcs, it was as if he was the plague and he couldn't even talk to his friends. The only exception to this was Leah, who stayed by him and managed to keep him sane.&nb
It was finally time. Rogan along with the rest of his group began to advance towards the errie forest, the sound of rustling leaves resounded around them as they began to trample over the decomposing leaves. It didn't take long till they had finally stepped foot into the forest, the vision of the horde riders gradually disappearing into the fog that surrounded them. Creak. Snap. Every movement they made echoed around them. As one of the orcs began to walk forward Rogan began to feel a warm breath slowly approach his neck. Suddenly a cold shiver went down his spine causing his whole body to shiver. Rogan cautiously turned his head to face a enormous tongue. Jumping back he finally realised what it was, Laughter resounded throughout the forest. I can't believe I scared you with that. Leah was giggling uncontrollably as she tried to gasp for air. As Leah laughed Rogan stared at her for an instant then faintly smiled at Leah, then he grumbled. I mean you do look pretty scary. Leah lo