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<blockquote data-quote="Lars Frehse" data-source="post: 335110" data-attributes="member: 1674"><p><strong>The plague- part 4 of 4</strong></p><p></p><p>After waking a sleepy stable boy, the friends got their steeds and rode with Char-Kassa to the encampment. When they reached it, they were surprised to see that the Gravelfists had moved closer to Mullis Town- they were now a mere three hours ride away from it.</p><p></p><p>Even though it was in the middle of the night, as they rode into the encampment, it seemed that all the orcs were awake: There was a huge bonfire in the middle, and every member of the Gravelfist clan, be it man, woman, child, infected or healthy were surrounding the fire.</p><p></p><p>There was quite a commotion- the Orcs were heatedly debating with each other, and Torn was able to hear that some of them were arguing in favor of attacking Mullis Town, which they identified as the source of their misery. Char-Kassa lead the heroes through the throng, and a silent corridor opened up for them in which all of the orcs were staring at the friends. Some of the stares were filled with hope, but others showed open hatred.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, they were in the middle of the camp, next to the bonfire, and in front of them were Donnangar and a blind, white haired albino Orc. Donnangar was nodding shortly, and then he glanced around at his enraged followers, staring those down who were the loudest. And with each pair of eyes he caught, he succeeded in staring another Orc into submission.</p><p></p><p>The Albino Orc smiled warmly at the group and said with a pleasant and friendly voice:” Welcome! My name is Gortak, and at last I can meet you face to face. You see, often I have seen you in my visions and my dreams. May I touch your faces?”</p><p></p><p>A bit surprised, they agreed, and the blind prophet walked up and tenderly explored the forms of their faces with his fingertips, thus “seeing” them for the first time. When he was done, he said:” I suppose you know the cause of the disease now.”</p><p></p><p>“Yes. It is caused by a mushroom called “Groster”.”, Ben answered.</p><p></p><p>Gortak nodded his head repeatedly and said:” Yes, yes, this makes sense, of course…”.</p><p></p><p>“Now”, he said, and all of a sudden his gentle and kind voice was strong enough to silence the crowd surrounding them, and it carried his words far into the night:” I know what we have to do.</p><p></p><p>“In order to cure our people, and save Orcs and Half-Orcs everywhere, we shall not fight against the divine people. Instead, it will be Orcs and Divine folks together who will bring salvation! I know where the cure can be found, and the best one of us will go there.</p><p></p><p>“Donnangar, are you ready to go on this quest?”</p><p></p><p>The massive orc humbly bowed, showing his servitude, and Gortak turned to adress the group of heroes:” And you: Torn, Trepat, Ben, Jan and Niklas, are you ready to go on this quest as well?”</p><p></p><p>All of them answered with yes, and Gortak now dismissed the crowd to return to the tents, and each of the orcs, who were usually so unruly, did as they were told by their prophet, content for the moment.</p><p></p><p>When they were alone, Gortak explained to Donanngar and the heroes what they had to do: They would have to travel to Thalien, the easternmost island of the Toe Islands in the Blood sea. There, in the ruins of Hor’kung, a former Orcish city, they would find the cure, which they would recognize once they would see it.</p><p></p><p>First, though, they would have to get a map or an exact description, since the exact location of that city was long forgotten and the island the biggest one of that group of islands. Donnangar would come along, while Gortak would stay with the Gravelfists in order to prevent them from randomly seeking “revenge” by raiding human settlements.</p><p></p><p>Before they all went to sleep, the heroes decided to return to Mullis Town in the morning, though. There, they wanted to get at least some money from the House Asuras, or a city official to finance their voyage- after all, they were effectively preventing an Orc Attack on the city, so it would be only fair if someone there would help them in turn...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lars Frehse, post: 335110, member: 1674"] [b]The plague- part 4 of 4[/b] After waking a sleepy stable boy, the friends got their steeds and rode with Char-Kassa to the encampment. When they reached it, they were surprised to see that the Gravelfists had moved closer to Mullis Town- they were now a mere three hours ride away from it. Even though it was in the middle of the night, as they rode into the encampment, it seemed that all the orcs were awake: There was a huge bonfire in the middle, and every member of the Gravelfist clan, be it man, woman, child, infected or healthy were surrounding the fire. There was quite a commotion- the Orcs were heatedly debating with each other, and Torn was able to hear that some of them were arguing in favor of attacking Mullis Town, which they identified as the source of their misery. Char-Kassa lead the heroes through the throng, and a silent corridor opened up for them in which all of the orcs were staring at the friends. Some of the stares were filled with hope, but others showed open hatred. Suddenly, they were in the middle of the camp, next to the bonfire, and in front of them were Donnangar and a blind, white haired albino Orc. Donnangar was nodding shortly, and then he glanced around at his enraged followers, staring those down who were the loudest. And with each pair of eyes he caught, he succeeded in staring another Orc into submission. The Albino Orc smiled warmly at the group and said with a pleasant and friendly voice:” Welcome! My name is Gortak, and at last I can meet you face to face. You see, often I have seen you in my visions and my dreams. May I touch your faces?” A bit surprised, they agreed, and the blind prophet walked up and tenderly explored the forms of their faces with his fingertips, thus “seeing” them for the first time. When he was done, he said:” I suppose you know the cause of the disease now.” “Yes. It is caused by a mushroom called “Groster”.”, Ben answered. Gortak nodded his head repeatedly and said:” Yes, yes, this makes sense, of course…”. “Now”, he said, and all of a sudden his gentle and kind voice was strong enough to silence the crowd surrounding them, and it carried his words far into the night:” I know what we have to do. “In order to cure our people, and save Orcs and Half-Orcs everywhere, we shall not fight against the divine people. Instead, it will be Orcs and Divine folks together who will bring salvation! I know where the cure can be found, and the best one of us will go there. “Donnangar, are you ready to go on this quest?” The massive orc humbly bowed, showing his servitude, and Gortak turned to adress the group of heroes:” And you: Torn, Trepat, Ben, Jan and Niklas, are you ready to go on this quest as well?” All of them answered with yes, and Gortak now dismissed the crowd to return to the tents, and each of the orcs, who were usually so unruly, did as they were told by their prophet, content for the moment. When they were alone, Gortak explained to Donanngar and the heroes what they had to do: They would have to travel to Thalien, the easternmost island of the Toe Islands in the Blood sea. There, in the ruins of Hor’kung, a former Orcish city, they would find the cure, which they would recognize once they would see it. First, though, they would have to get a map or an exact description, since the exact location of that city was long forgotten and the island the biggest one of that group of islands. Donnangar would come along, while Gortak would stay with the Gravelfists in order to prevent them from randomly seeking “revenge” by raiding human settlements. Before they all went to sleep, the heroes decided to return to Mullis Town in the morning, though. There, they wanted to get at least some money from the House Asuras, or a city official to finance their voyage- after all, they were effectively preventing an Orc Attack on the city, so it would be only fair if someone there would help them in turn... [/QUOTE]
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