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<blockquote data-quote="MetaVoid" data-source="post: 7148154" data-attributes="member: 87106">The shaman release dying giantess performing the rites for the dead recommending (damning?) her soul to Mhuagra, The Secret Hoarder, Knowledge Fury, The Deceitful One.&quot;Thank you, Great One.&quot; half-blood shaman nods taking the book and immediately anointing it with the black blood of its former owner. He wonders if it is really worth it. He is curious, and knowledge brings power. But killing for personal power was never his way. If people are afraid of you, if they don't trust you, they will lie, they will avoid sharing the knowledge. And that is exactly what he tries to teach orc tribes - do NOT make others want to destroy you. Yet, with The Great Spirit here in flesh, how can he refuse?Luckily no others were injured so he's not expected to add more blood to the book.&quot;Will blood from sacrificial animals suffice? How often do I need to feed it?&quot; Hagadark is curious, both for the power provided and about its limitations.Making signs of obeisance again &quot;We thank you for the honor of your presence.&quot;&quot;We're looking for some humans...persons from Maras carrying an item our employer needs. No great purpose, just simple retrieval.&quot;Turning toward his group&quot;Hunters, slaughter the boars, let's take the meat. We can prepare it for travel while we wait out the day. The night is still young. We move out in two war songs.&quot; he&nbsp; takes upon himself to start one, old song about The Great Warrior and the might of his children. Relentless, powerful, hardy, warriors of glory, hunters of elves, destroyers of kingdoms. After the century of sleep, The Orcs rain again, singing to their prey.While they work, he pulls the body of the giant outside so that creatures of the night can benefit. He uses the opportunity to check his compass and orient toward their goal.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="MetaVoid, post: 7148154, member: 87106"] The shaman release dying giantess performing the rites for the dead recommending (damning?) her soul to Mhuagra, The Secret Hoarder, Knowledge Fury, The Deceitful One. [COLOR="#006400"]"Thank you, Great One."[/COLOR] half-blood shaman nods taking the book and immediately anointing it with the black blood of its former owner. He wonders if it is really worth it. He is curious, and knowledge brings power. But killing for personal power was never his way. If people are afraid of you, if they don't trust you, they will lie, they will avoid sharing the knowledge. And that is exactly what he tries to teach orc tribes - do NOT make others want to destroy you. Yet, with The Great Spirit here in flesh, how can he refuse? Luckily no others were injured so he's not expected to add more blood to the book. [COLOR="#006400"]"Will blood from sacrificial animals suffice? How often do I need to feed it?"[/COLOR] Hagadark is curious, both for the power provided and about its limitations. Making signs of obeisance again [COLOR="#006400"]"We thank you for the honor of your presence."[/COLOR] [COLOR="#006400"]"We're looking for some humans...persons from Maras carrying an item our employer needs. No great purpose, just simple retrieval."[/COLOR] Turning toward his group [COLOR="#006400"]"Hunters, slaughter the boars, let's take the meat. We can prepare it for travel while we wait out the day. The night is still young. We move out in two war songs."[/COLOR] he takes upon himself to start one, old song about The Great Warrior and the might of his children. Relentless, powerful, hardy, warriors of glory, hunters of elves, destroyers of kingdoms. After the century of sleep, The Orcs rain again, singing to their prey. While they work, he pulls the body of the giant outside so that creatures of the night can benefit. He uses the opportunity to check his compass and orient toward their goal. [/QUOTE]

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