Greetings Inchoates,
Gruesom Grimp, here, with a
report from the front lines of A Band of Orcs first show among humans.
First off, the battle terrain
favored the brutal aural onslaught the humans gathered at the Felton Asylum came
to witness with three giant stone columns in the back-ground and an appropriate
hill-fort stage on which the major ear-raids were to take place. Our legions prepared ...<< MORE >>
Hulg's Ghost
by Helen the Hellion
Jed says this dungeon is haunted.
I think he's being ridiculous. This has got to be
the world's youngest
dungeon. The Orcish slaves built it, what, in
November? In nice, sunny
August? The mortar is barely dry! There are a
grand total of two cobweb
spiders here, and I think one ate the other one last
night. One evil
creature is permanently asleep. The Chihuahua
counts as evil, but its
original name was probably Tulip Twinkletoes.
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There was fire and blood and lies, all lies.
I expect by now the Grimp has told you all some doom and gloom story about how we the slaves all uprose nor spake nor moved our eyes (extra credit to whoever gets that quote!), and
how it took dread measures to suppress us. The Grimp, allow me to remind you, is just a touch prone to exaggeration. Just a little little bit. Just enough to turn a bunch of
summoned ethereal wraiths and a few dozen mirages into a full-scale slave rebellion. Did he tell you about the other Orcish ...
They named me Minion 13. I really don’t have any memory of how I got here or who I am for that matter. I remember waking up on the ground with a circle of monsters looking down at me and laughing. They were dressed in bloodstained armor from head to toe and their faces looked like something from a nightmare. As one of the monsters, a fierce looking thing with war paint crudely smeared across his face, reached down towards me, I started to slip from consciousness once again. As my vision darkened, I heard one whisper a word that ...
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