TWANG. As soon as the beast appared it went directly for Rogan not giving him a chance to formulate a plan. Its slammed its enormous head directly at Rogan, he used all his strength to stop this gripping his sword with as great effort. As the impact struck Rogan he felt a sudden rush of breathlessness and began to try to gasp for air.
Grrrawww. Rogan finally caught his breath ready to counter attack, when without warning an indistinguishable blur slammed its jaws towards his arm.
Just as he thought he might have to sacrifice something to win this fight the once indistinguishable blur finally appeared before him. Gwaaa. Rogan heard the gurgling noise of an orc but it was no orc he had ever recognised. The person that had saved him was Leah, she had cut his throat causing the orc to chock on his own blood.
Rogan was concerned at Leahs ease of killing her own kin and with such proficiency, but he didn't have tim
SWOOSH. Rogan leapt to the side to avoid the charge of the beast, it had once again missed him barely. Despite Rogan avoiding this he still was greatly wounded and the gash on his leg began to open causing blood to begin to gush out. This was excruciating for Rogan but he had to distract himself from this pain. He slammed his mouth shut, bitting directly into his tongue. The pain gave him the shock he needed to focus back on the battle.Rogan had been trying to figure out the Morgs movement patterns. This wasn't easy as he had to constantly evade and dodge the beasts assault why also being seriously injured and looking for weaknesses he could exploit.The beast was getting tired of the orc before it and desided to give up on him. This may sound good because it meant Rogan could finally breath but this wasn't the case. Just as Rogan had notice the beasts focus had gone off him it was too late. The beasts enormous gnaw began to open wide. The orc that was now before the visage of th
It had been two days since the battle with the second order warbeast and Rogan had finally woken up after being unconscious for all that time.As he awoke he began to survey his surroundings, making sure that there was no danger in his immediate surroundings.It appared as though he was in a safe enough location as he seemed to be lauing on a simple bed that was made rather crudely.Rogan began to slowly sit up to observe his injures, but as he sat up a sharp pain began to pulsate throughout his body causing him to drop back into his bed.As soon as he dropped back onto his bed a figure seemed to open the entrance to the tent he was inside of. This was Leah, she had been taking care of him and was in quite a shocked state after seeing the condition he was in after the battle.Before Rogan could ask any questions Leahs raised voice was heard."You idiot. You said you had a plan, I didn't expect it to be to end your own life."She was furious. If it wasn't for the fact that he was able
Rogan was still in shock of all the things he had learned and the fact that someone had pledged themselves to him.Although he was in shock he also knew that he still had much that he needed to do. So he began to get to work straight away despite the pain and confusion he was feeling."How much food do we have left." Rogan asked.He was considering using the first order warbeast meat as supplies as it had many benefits to eating and they still had plenty they could use."We only have two days of food supplies left. We didn't know what to do with the warbeast corpses so we just left them." Rogans new subordinate replied."Ok, we need three of us to keep watch while the other two skin and butcher the warbeasts."It was clear that most of them didn't want to be on guard duty, especially after what had happened.Rogan decided to go on guard duty along with Leah and Hugraf while the other two would butcher the first order warbeasts.After making this decision Rogan began walking towards th
After they packed their everything up and left, they began to look for a more suitable place for them to stay.The first thing they needed to do was get as far away from the fight as possible, even if they had to leave behind the bodies of their comrades.Despite how Rogan treated his comrades in battle, if he didn't know the orc and they never helped him then he would treat their corpses as if they were nothing more that a pile of meat. This meant that when they left the bodies of their previous team members Rogan didn't even have a shred of sympathy for them.They began search for a new location to set up camp.After looking throughout the forest for quite some time they began to realise something, how are they going to find a good location in so much mist.They had been looking for almost two days now and found no good locations.After the second day Rogan had to make a choice, continue looking and risk getting ambushed unprepared or use a location they already found that was accep
Rogan had a lot to think about after eventually getting a chance to sit down and properly think about everything.'How could I fall for such an obvious trick. I've learned all about goblin tricks from my father but I still fell for there tricks.'As the night continued Rogan kept thinking about all the things he had messed up, he felt as if he kept making the dumbest mistakes that could have been prevented if only he kept his calm and thought about all the information he was given.The moons began to traverse the night sky eventually disappearing and revealing the blinding sun.Leah and Hugraf strolled out of there tent one after the other."So what do we plan to do next." Leah asked as she approached Rogan and sat by his side."For now our survival is a priority, we already have the body of a second order beast." Rogan responded while staring out into the distance.'This hunt was much more difficult than I thought, I can't risk losing any more of are group.'Rogan planned to try to n
It was early morning I had just woken up it was a bright morning and the sun light had pierced through the holes in the roof. Leaping off my bed I flingwhat once covered me, it was some kind of creatures lushes black fur. The fur that previously covered me now layed on the floor as it always did wheneverI woke. As I got off my bed I strolled towards a large bucket. OUCH. A large wooden splinter sliced into my finger causing the blood to drip into what remained of the water below. As I looked at the water I could see a distorted image of myself, I had dark black braided hair which went just past my sholders and I was rather bulky with a slightly above average appearance although I still had a little bit of my baby fat on my face. There were also small cracks of red around my body that occasionally sputtered flames. I had been told that I inherited it from my mothers side of the family not that I ever asked much about it.
Once me and my friends finished talking we started walking back to the orc tribe, the strange thing was that the camp was a lot more chaotic with loud chattering that normally didnt echo throughout such a small village.I then heard the village chiefs docile voice and began to speed up trying to see what was going on, the chief wasn't very influential to the stronger orcs only having power with the weaker ones. When I managed to gradually push through I saw an enormous warg nearly twice the size of a normal one, most wargs were between 2 - 2.5 M long and 1 - 1.5 M high. The black mane of the warg showed it wasn't your normal warg as only 2nd order warg had black, red and white manes, where as most were grays and browns or a mix of both.When I got closer to the centre of the crowd I saw almost 200 warg riders, with over 10 on 2nd order wargs. This group of riders looked to be in a greater horde, normally in this area you wouldn't find a horde of
After all of the things that went on during the morning I was ecstatic at finally being able to do some training.Orcs under the age of 13 couldnt leave there tribes unless under certain situations, this was due to the need to learn to fight with different weapons and understand how to hunt warbeast or tame certain ones. The problem is that most orcs never payed much attention during training, only coming to training to bash some faces in.As I walked to the training room I met up with Arg and Nork, we began to stroll towards the training area for some combat training. When something unexpected happened.BANG. Nork had slammed to the groud. He was then spat on by the despicable orc that tripped him up and pushed him, causing him to fall face first. When I turned around I saw an orc 6ft tall laughing with 3 other orc alongside him, this orc was Gunug who enjoyed bullying gray orcs for being weaker than most orcs.When I saw my frien