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Message: <blockquote data-quote="paulewaug" data-source="post: 253222" data-attributes="member: 5899">meanwhileFortin Maegani  felt a strange compulsion to head towards the south.  He didn't know why but it didn't concern him too much, most things didn't.He had lived for years in the north near the tribe of barbarians  that would travel to the town of Haven to trade with the more civilized people there. Skins, furs, and meat for woven cloathes and crop grown vegetables.  Fortin was not easliy accepted by the tribe but it was better than living with the orcs.  They feared him because of his size. But as a child several other of the children had enjoyed beating him.  Those beatings from the human children stopped once Fortin had started puberty and his muscular frame filled in. Physical maturity came quickly for orcs. It had to.  He had spent time with both the orcs and the humans.  His parents were both.  His father was an orc, the son of the tribes chieftan. As part of a treaty he lived for a time with the barbarians. Durring his stay there Fortin's father, Grach'ack, had gotten a cetain young woman pregnant. Her father, the clan leader's cousin, was none to happy about this. Saying that even though she had flirted with Grach'ack on occassion she must have been an unwilling participant. The girl had been seriously drunk at the time. She didn't have much to say for herself, it was well known that she greatly feared her father.  So they had lived on the outskirts of the tribes camp.Until his father decided it was time for him to be a real Orc.  He came and took him back to the orc tribe and there Fortin had to put up with being beaten again.  Again all because the orcs feared his size.  Fortin was even bigger than his father and it was likely that Grach'ack's father, the chief, was concerned that one day Fortin would try to take control of the tribe.  Strongest orc was leader.  And Fortin had been growing very strong.Whether it was out of some affection for his son or more likely parental pride, Grach'ack learned Fortin to fight.He was very good at it, swinging a massive sword around with apparent ease and little concern for his own defense.After a few attempts on his life Fortin headed back to the tribe of his mother.  Never comfortable with the unease his presence had on others Fortin became self conscious.  He spent more time alone.His only real friend was Madison.A barbarian woman, born the only child of Madi Elkslayer.He raised his daughter as a boy, and truth to tell she acted like one.  She never washed, her hair was a direrats nest and she was as a beserk a warrior as any other in the tribe.  Thus everybody called her 'Madison'..Son of Madi..as a kind of joke.It stuck.For days Fortin hald felt the compulsion to head towards Haven,and last night he had the dream.  Madison did too.  This was fine with Fortin as he had come accross a group of goblins attacking a farm.  He had killed most of them, cutting and cleaving a swath of death through them with his greatsword.  But as he tried to run down the two survivors of the war-party his luck had changed.  They could see he was rapidly gaining on them so they stopped, turned, and threw their javelins at him. They both struck Fortin and he was badly hurt.  Flying into a rage he quickly struck the heads from both goblins.  It wasn't much after that when Madison found him. She tracked Fortin down on his way to Haven and they continued on togehter. They continued on at a rapid pace to Haven.</blockquote>

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