Interracial spawn of Peace - a story of orcish love

Griitash · Post by **Griitash** » Mon Jul 16, 2001 3:45 pm

The Doompeak mountains they say, is a cold, unheartly place.
This may be true for most of the orc's dwelling in this nest of Uglieness.
But the orc Mordred was different. He was the orcspawn of the Gore Duo. They only managed to make one son before they sacrificed themself to Moshran, the Bone Lord. Mordred had a name of terror, and most Orc fled at sight. Mordred, at first, loved this feeling of power, but soon grew tired of it. One day when his pack reaped a human village for the fun of it, he saw a flower he had never seen before. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and he ran to the hill where it grew to inhale it's sweet musk.
When he was a few feet away from the flower, he saw a young beautiful(?!?!?!) Goblin Lady. Nemenna. She was the Goblin druid of the Spineshackle tribe, out harvesting herbs. The beauty of both Nemenna and the flower made him boil...He swiftly struck his axe into Nemenna's head, leaving her unconcious. He raped this poor Goblin lady...Again and again...Until his heart collapsed. After a few day's out in the wilderness, a search party from the Spineshacklers found her. They thought she was dead, therefor they threw her into a small cave and laid the flower on top of her.

Who knows what kept the goblin lady alive the next six months. Maybe it was Oldra who felt pity for this sad goblin lady, maybe it was pure willpower. She was unconcious from the time she got raped and until she born HIM...The Northern Light, the Saviour of the Pleasant Orc.

Griitash

He was raised single handedly by his mother. Learning about the powers of nature, the power of herbs. He soon found the pleasures of mixing potions, and he was allways respected Nature for what it was. The downside of his potionmaking was that he found out how to make sweet wines and strong ale. From the age of 12 to the age of 30 he was constantly drunk...His mother loved her son so much so she couldnt teach him any better.
But Griitash also had a heart full of love. So he started to worship the two God's that felt natural for him to worship. Adron and Sirani.
The flower that caused his birth was his dearest posession. It was a Pink Lotus, only avaiable in the vicinity of the Doompeaks. He therefor never travelled far away from them.
But one day he did, and he soon found out that the Orc in him started to stirl.
Thats why he sometimes have bad manners...Call people bad things..Or even attacks those who threaten him...But all in all, Griitash is a friend you can trust..And a bloody good merchant...

Erdrick · Post by **Erdrick** » Sun Aug 05, 2001 12:28 am

What the...?
You tell me you were born cuz your mother was raped? Yuk!
No wonder you are such a grumpy fart!

Geez...
I slept through the beginning of the story

Griitash · Post by **Griitash** » Sun Aug 05, 2001 2:08 am

Didnt you know that Orc's who were conceived during a good ol'fashioned rape are meant to be something BIG?!

Damien · Post by **Damien** » Sun Aug 05, 2001 9:07 pm

In fact, the old orcish kind of "marriage" is the "stone-on-head"- method. But in most cases, it's the female Orc who uses this method, and when the male awakes in her cave, he has to do her "bidding" (if he cannot run away). That includes priducing younglings and cleaning and enlargening the cave.
The orcish female controls the male one by shouting at them ad hitting them with things. the average time a male needs to run away / break out is about three to five years. Others choose to stay longer for what reason ever.

(Edited by Damien at 9:10 pm on Aug. 5, 2001)