Scotley
Hero
Another man enters the room. I grizzled old orc who looks as tough as the rhino hide armor he wears. He is obviously of advanced years with white hair and considerably more scars than teeth, but somehow you suspect he's still got a bite. "Sorry I'm late, had to be sure the canines were ready." The count smiles fondly at the old fellow. "Thank you Oolag," he responds. "Gentlemen, this is my chief huntsman, Oolag Brightknife."
The Count has a seat followed by Oolog and Wilhelm. "Please gentlemen, be seated. I'm sure you are eager to see what have this evening."
A servant brings out a ceviche of fresh fish, shrimp, crab, avacado and tomato in citrus juice served with fried strips of plantain to be used like bread. A bottle of crisp white wine from the mountains of the Bronhelm is opened and poured to accompany the dish. The wine is a vintage reserve of an excellent year. It escapes no ones notice that the Count and his Nephew do not receive any food or wine, only water. Oolag uses a hunting knife to rake a little of the ceviche onto a strip of plantain and takes a hearty bite. The Count says, "I speared the sea bass myself very early this morning while my men caught the other seafood. The avacado, plantains, lime and oranges grow wild on the island while we cultivate the tomatoes. I do hope you like it."
OOC: Knowledge history roll 15+ [sblock]The Brightblade tribe of orcs is one of the three so called 'undefeated' tribes who were never fully conquered by the dwarves or in later human wars. However, the tribe was very nearly wiped out because of its obstinate posture.[/sblock]
The Count has a seat followed by Oolog and Wilhelm. "Please gentlemen, be seated. I'm sure you are eager to see what have this evening."
A servant brings out a ceviche of fresh fish, shrimp, crab, avacado and tomato in citrus juice served with fried strips of plantain to be used like bread. A bottle of crisp white wine from the mountains of the Bronhelm is opened and poured to accompany the dish. The wine is a vintage reserve of an excellent year. It escapes no ones notice that the Count and his Nephew do not receive any food or wine, only water. Oolag uses a hunting knife to rake a little of the ceviche onto a strip of plantain and takes a hearty bite. The Count says, "I speared the sea bass myself very early this morning while my men caught the other seafood. The avacado, plantains, lime and oranges grow wild on the island while we cultivate the tomatoes. I do hope you like it."
OOC: Knowledge history roll 15+ [sblock]The Brightblade tribe of orcs is one of the three so called 'undefeated' tribes who were never fully conquered by the dwarves or in later human wars. However, the tribe was very nearly wiped out because of its obstinate posture.[/sblock]