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Once Again:A bright flash ripped through the night, revealing the surrounding = towers of rock and rolling hills. Quickly Valerien stepped through the = portal and took in his new surroundings with a faint glimmer of hope in = his eyes. While he had run into some hard times on previous worlds, = perhaps this world was meant to receive him with more open arms. The Orcish armies of the Wizard Valerien poured forth from the = surrounding Mountains of Borabudur. Their endless years in isolation = within the ring of mountains had been both a blessing and a curse for = these Orcs. The isolation had resulted in a strong case of xenophobia = among the population. However, the positive was that the Orcs had = enjoyed a prosperous state of peace within which to develop and refine = their economy and military. However, the military was bit soft around = the edges, having no humans against whom they could practice their = tradecraft. The Warlord General Grak'lanus was now responsible for = turning the soft bellied Orcs into the fearsome fighting force it had = once resembled. Hark, my noble Orcs. Come to me and bask in the radiance of my power, = for I have led less qualified people than yourself to know the feel of = their enemies crunching underneath their boots. Now you too shall revel = in your enemies' misery. You and you alone on this world have earned = the right, slaving away on the mountains to forge yourself into the = mighty army I see today before myself. And even more fierce will be you = after my firm tutelage has taken its hold on you. Soon we will march, = and our enemies tremble at our coming. Valerien ordered his legions to task, constructing the various tools and = weapons that would lead to their return to the world. He called upon = the mystical energies of the underworld to bathe his minions in = supernatural armor. He bends both the good and evil spirits to his will = and unleashes them upon his foes, so that they sleep fitfully and cower = in the corners of their houses, trembling, during the day. They see and = feel their demise on the horizon, and the most they can pray for is that = it will end quickly. And even that is unlikely. Valerien surveyed the Capitol that was beginning to emerge. The Orcs, = when driven, appeared to be incredible laborers. Buildings were popping = up in incredibly short periods of time. Across the city, young Orcs who = had taken up the scimitar and crossbow in preparation for their Wizard's arrival, marched and trained = vigorously. What other military forces the mighty Orcs could assemble would be discovered in time, when = military might became a more significant and relevant factor. A plan = was beginning to come together.. How it might turn out was anybody's guess. The First WavesWaves of Scouts were immediately sent off to the neighboring lands, in = search of a link to the surface, where lay fertile soil for growing the = crops and the majestic forests needed to sustain a bustling economy and = growing army. In addition, prospectors were ordered to comb the nearby Underworld regions to begin mining the precious minerals and gems = that lie within the surface of the world. What lies around us is = unknown, for our civilization has not expanded beyond this remote region - so long locked away from = the rest of the world. Grak'nul, Bubblespit, Malodorous and Luk'nazar = will lead the scouting parties in the four directions. May their search = be blessed by the spirits. DiplomacyAhh.. Diplomacy. Something which my Orc folk appear to know nothing = about. Even their great "Diplomat", Jul Kar Uggok, is better known for feasting upon those who = come to visit him than listening to them. This will have to change. = The world no longer can tolerate a clan willing to "go it alone". I = have received word from our fellow Orcs of Erg Erinh. In unity we can = strive to bring the world back to a place where all are accepted and can = live in prosperity. It turns out that Erg Erinh is under the control of = an ancient and revered enemy of mine. Lord Steelmind, himself. Perhaps = we can put away our rivalry on this world for the good of our people. = Lord Steelmind has notified me of two other Orcish clans who walk the = surface of this world. Apparently they are evil creatures, intent only = on devouring the world and all who dwell there. This can not be = allowed. So, Lord Steelmind and I shall be forced to band forces and = remove this cancer upon our world. Truly an odd couple we do make, but = whether any enemies can stand up to our combined forces I do not know. MagickMost important of all to Valerien was the state of magical research in = these lands. It appeared that everything that had been developed on a = previous world had been forgotten, and must be begun anew. Seeing this, = Valerien called his Master Builders, Tweedle and Twiddle, and ordered = the construction of vast libraries and gathering places for those inclined to the mystical arts. Magic is what = wins the wars, my friend. Mighty armies without magic to back them up = are but stalks of grass against an army bolstered by the powerful = magicks I have seen. Unfortunately, the magical arts were another Orc failing. But = one mighty Shaman was found among the ruins, and this powerful = spirit-caller, Hulandi, was recruited to lead the way. Those who are = capable of assisting in the research of magick will be well rewarded. AlliancesAhhhh.. Alliances. Usually the most important aspect of any formative = Empire, it appears that they will be merely a sideshow on this world. = With only four known Empires and finding myself already allied with = Steelmind, the prospects of anything but war with our Orcish brethren = are unlikely. War is a foregone conclusion, it would appear. Let us = focus on things of greater importance. ArmiesMy leaders obviously have been born in a land rich with an alcoholic = heritage. Smirnoff, Tangerui, Meyers, Kahlua, Grenadine, Vodka and many = of my other leaders are off recruiting other Heroes to our banner. We're currently = accepting resumes for spellcasting and research-capable heroes. Please = apply at the capitol. Enemy Rogues, Spies, Thieves and Saboteurs are not allowed to apply, and = will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law should they be detected = in the capitol. In fact, they will most likely be exterminated in a = rather gruesome fashion, lasting several days. The Orcs love misery, = and nothing is more pleasurable than watching some poor fool thief = slowly drip his life away over a month's time, howling in despair, pain and misery the entire time, until at last his lungs = burst and his cries turn silent. |
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Once Again:A bright flash ripped through the night, revealing the surrounding towers of rock and rolling hills. Quickly Valerien stepped through the portal and took in his new surroundings with a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes. While he had run into some hard times on previous worlds, perhaps this world was meant to receive him with more open arms. The Orcish armies of the Wizard Valerien poured forth from the surrounding Mountains of Borabudur. Their endless years in isolation within the ring of mountains had been both a blessing and a curse for these Orcs. The isolation had resulted in a strong case of xenophobia among the population. However, the positive was that the Orcs had enjoyed a prosperous state of peace within which to develop and refine their economy and military. However, the military was bit soft around the edges, having no humans against whom they could practice their tradecraft. The Warlord General Grak'lanus was now responsible for turning the soft bellied Orcs into the fearsome fighting force it had once resembled. Hark, my noble Orcs. Come to me and bask in the radiance of my power, for I have led less qualified people than yourself to know the feel of their enemies crunching underneath their boots. Now you too shall revel in your enemies' misery. You and you alone on this world have earned the right, slaving away on the mountains to forge yourself into the mighty army I see today before myself. And even more fierce will be you after my firm tutelage has taken its hold on you. Soon we will march, and our enemies tremble at our coming. Valerien ordered his legions to task, constructing the various tools and weapons that would lead to their return to the world. He called upon the mystical energies of the underworld to bathe his minions in supernatural armor. He bends both the good and evil spirits to his will and unleashes them upon his foes, so that they sleep fitfully and cower in the corners of their houses, trembling, during the day. They see and feel their demise on the horizon, and the most they can pray for is that it will end quickly. And even that is unlikely. Valerien surveyed the Capitol that was beginning to emerge. The Orcs, when driven, appeared to be incredible laborers. Buildings were popping up in incredibly short periods of time. Across the city, young Orcs who had taken up the scimitar and crossbow in preparation for their Wizard's arrival, marched and trained vigorously. What other military forces the mighty Orcs could assemble would be discovered in time, when military might became a more significant and relevant factor. A plan was beginning to come together.. How it might turn out was anybody's guess. The First WavesWaves of Scouts were immediately sent off to the neighboring lands, in search of a link to the surface, where lay fertile soil for growing the crops and the majestic forests needed to sustain a bustling economy and growing army. In addition, prospectors were ordered to comb the nearby Underworld regions to begin mining the precious minerals and gems that lie within the surface of the world. What lies around us is unknown, for our civilization has not expanded beyond this remote region - so long locked away from the rest of the world. Grak'nul, Bubblespit, Malodorous and Luk'nazar will lead the scouting parties in the four directions. May their search be blessed by the spirits. DiplomacyAhh.. Diplomacy. Something which my Orc folk appear to know nothing about. Even their great "Diplomat", Jul Kar Uggok, is better known for feasting upon those who come to visit him than listening to them. This will have to change. The world no longer can tolerate a clan willing to "go it alone". I have received word from our fellow Orcs of Erg Erinh. In unity we can strive to bring the world back to a place where all are accepted and can live in prosperity. It turns out that Erg Erinh is under the control of an ancient and revered enemy of mine. Lord Steelmind, himself. Perhaps we can put away our rivalry on this world for the good of our people. Lord Steelmind has notified me of two other Orcish clans who walk the surface of this world. Apparently they are evil creatures, intent only on devouring the world and all who dwell there. This can not be allowed. So, Lord Steelmind and I shall be forced to band forces and remove this cancer upon our world. Truly an odd couple we do make, but whether any enemies can stand up to our combined forces I do not know. MagickMost important of all to Valerien was the state of magical research in these lands. It appeared that everything that had been developed on a previous world had been forgotten, and must be begun anew. Seeing this, Valerien called his Master Builders, Tweedle and Twiddle, and ordered the construction of vast libraries and gathering places for those inclined to the mystical arts. Magic is what wins the wars, my friend. Mighty armies without magic to back them up are but stalks of grass against an army bolstered by the powerful magicks I have seen. Unfortunately, the magical arts were another Orc failing. But one mighty Shaman was found among the ruins, and this powerful spirit-caller, Hulandi, was recruited to lead the way. Those who are capable of assisting in the research of magick will be well rewarded. AlliancesAhhhh.. Alliances. Usually the most important aspect of any formative Empire, it appears that they will be merely a sideshow on this world. With only four known Empires and finding myself already allied with Steelmind, the prospects of anything but war with our Orcish brethren are unlikely. War is a foregone conclusion, it would appear. Let us focus on things of greater importance. ArmiesMy leaders obviously have been born in a land rich with an alcoholic heritage. Smirnoff, Tangerui, Meyers, Kahlua, Grenadine, Vodka and many of my other leaders are off recruiting other Heroes to our banner. We're currently accepting resumes for spellcasting and research-capable heroes. Please apply at the capitol. Enemy Rogues, Spies, Thieves and Saboteurs are not allowed to apply, and will be prosecuted to the full extent of the law should they be detected in the capitol. In fact, they will most likely be exterminated in a rather gruesome fashion, lasting several days. The Orcs love misery, and nothing is more pleasurable than watching some poor fool thief slowly drip his life away over a month's time, howling in despair, pain and misery the entire time, until at last his lungs burst and his cries turn silent. |
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