Orcs of the Red Blade

((Currently loving all these little plot twists and the like at the moment, which has inspired me to kick off one of my own based around tonight's events!))

The orc sat, merely staring into his brew, what problems were ever solved at the bottom of a mug. Wiping his beard clean of froth, the orc went back to staring at the half-empty tankard, a vacant expression etched over his features. With a grunt and a roll of the shoulders he reached for a tattered piece of parchment and a lump of charcoal, the cogs whirring around in his head as he processed what to write regarding the event's but a few hours before.

"T'fel be I supposed t'write, w'ere do I even begin.. Ghrm, snakes an' decievers t'lot o'em, p'raps it be time t'solidify me own position.. Aye." he thought to himself, taking another swig from his mug, frowning as the last of the contents trickled down his throat.

His hand began to work, unable to put into words what was hurtling through his mind at break-neck speed however.

QuoteAka'magosh you old bastard, I hope this letter finds you in good stead.

Things have changed, I be questioning me own ideas of honour, I be in need of your blades once again, for there be snakes behind every rock and shadow, I have no doubt that your eyes and ears have been kept busy of late, but I shall hear of what you have learnt in due time. I look forward to hearing from you soon at least, it has been too long.

Lok'tar Ogar, may our blood be reunited once again!

Doomhowl

The letter was hastily scrawled, legible yes but nothing elaborate. Now the waiting began.

The orc set the charcoal aside, stuffed the parchment into his ragged pack and rolled his shoulder as he once again cast his gaze into the empty tankard, exhaling deeply.

((An enjoyable read. And a question hanging in the air, and good RP to come, no doubt!))

(( A good read! ))

((This is a reply to the letter))

The orc accepted the letter, peered at the pup and handed him a few copper pieces as he shoved him off. He opened the letter, read the lines and smirked.


He picked up a piece of parchment, and started writing

QuoteLok'Tar, it be good to hear from ye' again! I be already on me way, seeing as ye' have a bit of a pest-problem. An' we both know you could never handle it on ye' own!

I be sending you this little fur-ball, as i've never been patient enough for such things. Little bugger be all alone in this big world!

I be behind ye' before ye' know it, Brother!

Vilerend

The orc hastily packed what belongings he might have, and sat up on his worg

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