Three hundred years it took for the hatred of the beauty of the Ellendarians, known by many names, to fester and boil. In that three hundred years, Bloodfang gave birth to the race of Orcs, creatures whose own obsession with dominion over other creatures, torture, war, and greed had been instilled into these barbaric beasts. Only could they improvise weaponry that was brutal for conquering Dwarven Holds. The Great Feud with the Dwarves had spread the word of the ferocity of their God. However, the Orc God's jealousy grew to hate in hate of the beauty of the Ellendarians.
When the Council of Gods and Goddesses convened, they pleaded with Bloodfang Grimmnasash to withdraw from his mindless laws. Further, the intelligence of the Orc God had turned to shear hate, and when it spoke to the Orc Lord, Master to the Trolls and Goblins, the words were filled with the stench of moist jungles filled with death. "The war is old. This Death, fulfilling hunger for things, cannot leave, will never ease. Jungle Law is only law Grimmnasash obey." To the Ellendarians, he promised their world would burn, and their beauty would haunt them.
Bloodfang crafted, in secret, a potion that filled the blood of his people with small sources of magick. Magi would fill the ranks of the Orc; the strange, respected, and hidden Santrige, the wizard as bold, powerful, they aid the Great Orc Chieftains. The Goddess of Magick was betrayed into helping the Ellendarians create their enemy, Lucifer himself facilitated, because he enjoyed the irony.
The Orcs and their Mages burned the forests. They enslaved Nature's wondrous creatures or they brutally destroyed them. They then slaughtered their warriors in the woods, until they reached the Great Ellendarian Cities and waged their War. Against his Mother's orders, the God of Magick, Lothar the Gifted, took to the side of the Ellendarian and while helping their warriors, Bloodfang revealed himself. For his beauty was unmatched against any of the Ellendarian men or women, he was hated greatly by the Progenitor of Orcs. The Orc God and Ellendarian Godling fought but the Godling was new and inexperienced. His enemy took advantage of his speed by smashing the Ellendarian Lord in the feet with his club.
The Orc God, taking its claws and wreathing them in flames, scratched his claws across the Ellendarian Godling's face, forever marking him as The Unspoken. His ugliness matched Bloodfang's, and biting the ear of the Ellendarian Godling's off, the Orc God would forever fight the Dwarves, and the Elledarians would forever hate the Orcs for their brutality and their ugly hearts and looks.
When the Council of Gods and Goddesses convened, they pleaded with Bloodfang Grimmnasash to withdraw from his mindless laws. Further, the intelligence of the Orc God had turned to shear hate, and when it spoke to the Orc Lord, Master to the Trolls and Goblins, the words were filled with the stench of moist jungles filled with death. "The war is old. This Death, fulfilling hunger for things, cannot leave, will never ease. Jungle Law is only law Grimmnasash obey." To the Ellendarians, he promised their world would burn, and their beauty would haunt them.
Bloodfang crafted, in secret, a potion that filled the blood of his people with small sources of magick. Magi would fill the ranks of the Orc; the strange, respected, and hidden Santrige, the wizard as bold, powerful, they aid the Great Orc Chieftains. The Goddess of Magick was betrayed into helping the Ellendarians create their enemy, Lucifer himself facilitated, because he enjoyed the irony.
The Orcs and their Mages burned the forests. They enslaved Nature's wondrous creatures or they brutally destroyed them. They then slaughtered their warriors in the woods, until they reached the Great Ellendarian Cities and waged their War. Against his Mother's orders, the God of Magick, Lothar the Gifted, took to the side of the Ellendarian and while helping their warriors, Bloodfang revealed himself. For his beauty was unmatched against any of the Ellendarian men or women, he was hated greatly by the Progenitor of Orcs. The Orc God and Ellendarian Godling fought but the Godling was new and inexperienced. His enemy took advantage of his speed by smashing the Ellendarian Lord in the feet with his club.
The Orc God, taking its claws and wreathing them in flames, scratched his claws across the Ellendarian Godling's face, forever marking him as The Unspoken. His ugliness matched Bloodfang's, and biting the ear of the Ellendarian Godling's off, the Orc God would forever fight the Dwarves, and the Elledarians would forever hate the Orcs for their brutality and their ugly hearts and looks.