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<blockquote data-quote="jonesy" data-source="post: 5564985" data-attributes="member: 10324">Why do orcs always have to have been created by someone or been slaves or soldiers of someone?Why couldn't they be the creators for once, with elves and dwarves as their slavesoldiers?Here's what I'm thinking:Once, aeons ago, a faction of the extra-dimensional beings who called themselves the Orico grew tired of their fierce and chaotic home dimension and decided to head out in search of a better way. They searched long and wide, occasionally fighting wars with others of their calibre, other times merely observing the follies of lesser beings. Eventually it occurred to them that the better way did not exist, and they would need to make it themselves. So they descended upon a young star system and began to mold it. But as they poured their heart and soul into the system they also began to diminish. The more they laboured the less they became. They were nothing but lazy and too busy doing to notice the change that took over them through the years and years that their task took. But in the end, they had found what they were looking for. A place ordered and peaceful, a place where new life blossomed, a wondrous place. A place for them to ransack and pillage, as they had their own so very long ago. It was just too bad they themselves remembered nothing of this. They were having too much fun being bad to notice.<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devil.png"&nbsp; class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":devil:" title="Devil&nbsp; &nbsp; :devil:" data-shortname=":devil:" /></blockquote>

[QUOTE="jonesy, post: 5564985, member: 10324"] Why do orcs always have to have been created by someone or been slaves or soldiers of someone? Why couldn't they be the creators for once, with elves and dwarves as their slavesoldiers? Here's what I'm thinking: [i]Once, aeons ago, a faction of the extra-dimensional beings who called themselves the Orico grew tired of their fierce and chaotic home dimension and decided to head out in search of a better way. They searched long and wide, occasionally fighting wars with others of their calibre, other times merely observing the follies of lesser beings. Eventually it occurred to them that the better way did not exist, and they would need to make it themselves. So they descended upon a young star system and began to mold it. But as they poured their heart and soul into the system they also began to diminish. The more they laboured the less they became. They were nothing but lazy and too busy doing to notice the change that took over them through the years and years that their task took. But in the end, they had found what they were looking for. A place ordered and peaceful, a place where new life blossomed, a wondrous place. A place for them to ransack and pillage, as they had their own so very long ago. It was just too bad they themselves remembered nothing of this. They were having too much fun being bad to notice.[/i] :devil: [/QUOTE]

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