BANG! BANG! BANG!
The drums were in the background as the orc audience stomped there feet, the tournament has begun!
The loud drums stopped, me and Gunug charged forward, gunug was a much bigger orc than me so his weight gave him an advantage. I had to think of a way to take him to the ground so I could get the advantage on him. As I was think of a way to get the advantage Gunug charged at me with a feral fury, probably due to what I had done to him before with the surprise attack.
As Gunag neared me I tried to avoid his punches and get a few in myself, as I was about to dodge another punch to my face another one hit me right in the stomach making me winded. I tried to recover as fast as possible but I was a little too late, he swung for my face, I managed to slam my head into it to get some damage back on him but my head was still bleeding. As I looked up with blurry vision I could see that I also managed to break a finger on Gunugs hand.
After the short confrontation we had I managed to spot a small rock on the arena that was slightly protruding from the ground, I began to bring Gunug close to it. Luck was on my side and he was dumb enough to follow me.
We continued to have a fist fight while I tried to find the right opportunity to do what I had planned. Blood began to drip down my head as well as bruises and cuts that covered all over my body compared to Gunug, he had a few cuts on his body but nothing serious. Gunug was older, bigger and stronger than me, I had to find a way to get the advantage and fast.
I swayed to the side of one of Gunugs punches and finally saw the opportunity I was waiting for but I could lose me the match if I mess up, I don't have time to think and just act on my plan. Gunug slams his fist into my shoulder expecting me to fall back but instead I'm grabbing hold of his arm that hit my shoulder, I grip his arm and us the moment of his body to twist his arm slamming his body into the floor. My shoulder has a huge gash on it from the punch Gunug delivered but I have to fight through the pain, I winc in pain a but carry on.
As I bring Gunug to the ground I grab his arm and start smashing it into the small rock indent on the floor, Gunug yells out in pain but I don't stop. He begins flailing on the ground trying to find a way out but I don't let him, once his hand becomes mangled up I bring my tusk to the back of his neck and say, this is for Nork, I then slash the back of his nape with my tusks he yells in pain.
Finally he flops on the floor due to the pain and passes out unconscious. The judge looks to the side and yells, the victor of the first match of the tournament is Rrrroogannn.
After i was announced the victor of the fight I began to walk off the stage and dropped straight to the ground. I was covered in blood and sweat but I won, the grin on my face couldnt hide my joy even if it my condition wasn't great. I then went over to the side and started watching the fights that were going on, from the looks of it I just missed Norks fight, he was covered in blood and seemed to lose. Nork had a big disadvantage in that he was only good at earth magic, he had a gift as a shaman but not much else. I then watched the other matches trying to see the people I would be facing and the ways I could beat them.
The first half of fights were over and the village shaman used nature magic to heal up the wounded orcs. After which we would be able to watch the second half of the fights, me and Nork met up, with Nork losing his match he grumbled and said I let that orc win he needed it more than me. I just laughed as a response and began to looked over at the match Arg was in.
Arg was up against Ruk a rather large orc compared to Arg who may have been more muscular but lacked in the hight department. Ruk was well know for being incredibly strong, luckily he was considered even dumber than Arg, this wasn't much help but at least it was something.
After the judge repeated the rules Ruk and Arg charged right at eachother. There shoulders bashed against one another and a loud crunch was heard, from the looks of it both there shoulders were dislocated. Ruk was sent a foot away where as Arg almost tumbled to the floor just managing to get back his balance. Ruk then went to relocate his shoulder which wasn't a great idea as thanks to Args combat instinct being good he knew to take advantage of it slamming his face into Ruks nose.
Once Arg slammed his face into Ruks face face Ruk suddenly started feeling nauseous and lost balance falling on the floor. Arg went straight for this opportunity and dived onto Ruk swinging has fists.
As Ruk was getting bashed by Args fists he began to feel enraged from this insult on his pride as a orc, he grabbed around Arg. Ruk began to squeeze Arg as tight as he could, bones began to crack but Arg ignored the great pain he felt and kept on swinging. It was a fight of endurance to see who could last longer. The bloody fight kept on for 5 minutes and Arg finally got a good hit on Ruk but it was too late Ruk had broken Arg spin.
Arg lay flat on the ground screaming in pain but couldn't move a muscle, Ruk had a massive grin on his face as he rated out I WIN WEAKLING. The judge of the contest declared Ruk the winner and then the shaman ran of healing and checking up on Arg.
I ran over along with Nork, we both had a conflict of worried and enraged emotions within us. I ignored the rage and rushed over to the shaman that was healing Arg, Nork on the other hand with his arrogance came running at Ruk thinking he could beat him. This however wasn't the case as when Nork was about to throw a rock with his magic at the injured Ruk, he got a fateful of fist. I rushed over to Nork which was now on the ground and said leave it ill get revenge when we are in the arena, Ruk looked at me scoffed then walked off to get his wounds treated.
Once the encounter was over and the shaman finished healing Arg we asked how he was, the response we got wasn't great Arg had lost the ability to move one of his legs and would probably never be able to use it again. This was devastating for an orc, no more fighting no more moving around freely, it limited them so much and some went as far as to end there lives when something like this happened.
We went back to the side and sat to the side, Arg had a blank face showing and ignored any interaction Nork and me tried with him, we decided to leave it, I understood that he must have been devastated to find out what happened. There was even a vote to disqualify him but Gunug managed to get his father to bend the rules saying Arg could still move one leg meaning he could still fight in wars if he really wanted to. I was furious but there was nothing I could do, at least not yet.
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 POVAfter 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 POVRogan 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
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
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 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
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
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
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
It had been a tireless night for Rogan as he constantly thought about the possible reasons leah had met this suspicious figure.He couldn't comprehend her thought process due to his family almost complete composing of warriors had this mentality that your kin should never be left behind. This led him to lack understanding when it came to anyone that would betray there own kin.He had been focus on this so much that when his group had been discussing the plans for the hunt he had completely zoned out and didnt hear any of the plan.Leah looked a worried as she spoke to Rogan." Is everything ok with you Rogan, you've been zoning out a lot today." She seem concerned for his wellbeing but Rogan couldn't trust this and assumed she was just trying to manipulate him. He didn't want to believe it but he couldn't explain why she had started to talk and help a complete stranger, the only explanation being she was using him but he couldn't figure out what for.
It had been a few hours since Rogan and Leah fell asleep and Rogan had woke up in the middle of the night, he had been struggling to stay asleep after the encounter with the rock drakes. All he could think about was what he could have done better and that he still hadn't gained the strength he needed. As he was lying there think he heard a very faint rustly. Curious to see what it was he glanced over in the direction of the noise and decided to see what it was. As he looked over he was a bit surprised, from the looks of it Leah was leaving there tent to do something. Rogan was curious about what Leah was doing, he didn't know much about her so he desided to follow her to find out what she was doing. As he followed her it began to seem more and more unusual as it seemed that she knew exactly where she was going, Rogan just assumed he was just over thinking. Suddenly Leah stopped turning in the exact location Rogan was, dashed to the nearest tree as quietly as possible. CRUNCH. He st
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