~This story is narrated from third person from witness accounts, as Kurga is now dead, her body burned and mangled on the floor of the Orc Cave~
Recieving a note from Zub Agor about needing keys, but then Zub's challenge to her as Chiefess, Kurga made her way from the Grey Rose, crossing treacherous mountain passes through Silverbrand, then across the desert to the Orc Cave where Zub was awaiting her. He had asked to have her keys in her belt. What did this mean? She wondered as she crossed the rocky terrain. She never kept keys on her as she has instructed all of her Orcs, why start now?
As she entered the tunnel to the cave, a wave of anxiety overcame her. It was quiet. She was to fight a friend, comrade in arms from the Southern Woods, and the newest member to swear the holy Bloodoath. She was not looking forward to this but knew discipline must be maintained for the Clan to survive. It was a matter of Honor.
As she descended the ladder to the cave, she overheard voices behind the door. They were not Orcish. Carefully she advanced and listened.
Zub was telling some others to stay in a room. That when she came out, they wuld jump out and surround her. Despair finally crept into Kurga. How could this happen? How could a friend, even a newly sworn Bloodskull have betrayed her? Not only to her, but the Bloodskull Clan as a whole.
As she pondered her decision of action, the voices behind the door grew silent as the put themselves into a room, obviously the Temple to the five Gods, as that was the only room close enough. Insult upon insult! Strangers in the Temple!
She had just talked to Julia the other night about the way an Orc both lives and dies. How a good death is just as important as a good life. For what is the Sum of life if not in a good death to add it all together. If an Orc had Honor in life, they would have Honor in Death. Glory is fleeting in life, but in Death, the Gods bestoy it forever!
She then decided, at that moment, with betrayal in the Clan, Infidels in the Temple, War with the Dwarves....It was a good Day to Die!
Slowly she unlocked the door to the cave, and opened the door. As she slowly entered, she saw Zub, standing by the Temple door as if nothing was happening. With a smirk on his face, he shouted "Now!" and stepped aside as two humans and an elf rushed from the room to attack Kurga.
With a small smile and a tilt of her head, she lit the Molotov Cocktail, gently sat it down at her feet, drew her swords and charged the treacherous Zub, totally ignoring the others. With tears in her eyes and fire in her Heart, she Roared as fiercely as ever, as if the Very Chiefs of Old were crying out for vengence! The Molotov exploded, and she fought valiantly, but she was outnumbered. With a final thrust of Zub's sword, she lay crumpled at their feet. All hopes and dreams of a united Orc Clan, able to live with dignity and peace with others had been smashed.
The carrions search the body and bag for signs of the precious keys she had, but nothing was found but a few herbs and cheap magickal swords. Kurga's Spirit Laughed at them from the "Great Hall" where her image will remain, always ready to uphold precious Honor, the only thing worth living for.
The great Horde of the Orcs lay safe, tucked away in a secret place. For only a day before, Red Skull Gabon was ambushed in Trollsbane, and the thieves stole his key. Kurga knew that the Cave would soon be teeming with dwarves intent upon her death and had spent that night hiding the Orcen treasure, including the Keys. Only Gabon would know where it was hidden when the Black falcon finally arrives, carrying a note sent that evening, but now comes from beyond the Grave.
Satisfied, Kurga's spirit turned from Earthly matters towards a bright and Glorious light, shining from the Clouds. "Come Kurga", a voice said, "Join our Clan". Then Kurga's heart was lifted, lifted indescribably to eternal Honor and Glory!
Kurga's Death
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Gabon cries out in rage when he reaches the cave seeing a body burning and the messages written on the message wall. He takes his axe and flings it across the room sending it straight into the rock and dirt walls of the cave. Gabon reads the wall over and over trying to find a loop hole or joke in it, he finds none. Gabon starts to pace the room, anger and hatred filling him. "How could one orcess who did so much for the clan be gone so quickly" he thought to himself " by one as foolish and weak as Zub ." Gabon continues pacing when he sees fresh tracks. He father had taught him how to read tracks, Grutok told him it was a very useful skill to know while hunting and while chasing the cowards from the battle field. Gabon runs his hand over the tracks trying to visualize how the great chiefess fell. He opens his eyes and moves with the tracks finding the feet prints of his chiefess and the challanger. Gabon follows the steps of the orcs and raises a brow as he finds a few more sets of foot prints, footprints that don't belong to fellow orcs. He keeps moving with the prints and finds the extra sets of prints meet with Kurga and Zub's prints. Gabon looks twice to be sure hes seeing right then he stands and a roar. "She wos betrayed!" he screams kicking and throwing everything he could get his hands on. Gabon walks over the the burning body of the dead chiefess and kneels, bowing his head. "I swears Chiefess, as da gods being my witnesses, i will avenge yer death and smear Zub's disgraceful treasonous blood over da alter of Moshran! i will cut off his head and hang it on a pole for all to see the trator ter da orcs! Chiefess yoo will not go unhonored!" Gabon stands, walks to the wall and grabs his axe from its position in the wall and yanks it out. Gabon writes on the Bloodskull board his challange to Zub.