Just a Skyrim fanfic: Extended cut

The cursed tribe (Side)

(Leonidas is gliding high above a forest when he sees a couple of orcish warriors fighting a giant)

Ugor: For blood, and for glory!

(Leonidas glide kicks the giant in the face, making it fall backwards, and making it an easy victim for Ugor to stab in the head)

Ugor: Halt! You have no business here, outsider. Leave at once

Atub: Ugor, no! This may be the one that we need

Ugor: We need nothing rom outsiders. Yamarz will provide for us

Atub: We cannot carry on this way! You know we are doomed if we do not do something!

Ugor: Yamarz charged me with keeping outsiders away from Largashbur. You would have me disobey him?

Atub: No, you were charged with keeping us inside of the walls. Have faith ,Ugor. I only wish the best for our tribe

Ugor: Fine. It's your neck

Atub: Forgive Ugor's harsh words. She's merely doing as she' been told

Leonidas: What's going on here?

Atub: Please. Our tribe suffers terribly, and we need help. Our chief Yamarz was once a storng and proud warrior. Now he is stricken. Cursed

Leonidas: Pride can be the downfall of any warrior

Atub: He is weak now. So with a weak leader, our tribe as a whole is weak. The giants sense this, and they intrude on our territory. They are assaulting our very home. Yamarz refuses help, but I sense that you may be jus what we need

Leonidas: What can I do?

Atub: Yamarz has demanded that we stay inside the walls. We cannot leave. I must petition Malacath for relief. This curse must be lifted. But I cannot travel to Malacath's shrine. The ritual must be o=done here. And I do not have the materials I need. I beg of you, can you bring me troll fat and a daedra heart? I have no wish to depend on a stranger, but I have no choice

(Leonidas reaches into his bag and pulls out troll fat and a daedra heart)

Leonidas: Here you go

Atub: How did you-? Never mind. That's not important right now. You must come with me. You have now become part of this. And you must be present for the ritual

(Leonidas and Atub walk into a building within the orc camp)

Atub: It is time, Yamarz

Yamarz: You bring an outsider in here, and now insist that I call upon Malacath for help, when he has clearly forsaken me? You try my patience, Atub

Atub: Doing nothing will not grant our tribe relief from this curse. We must try

(Yamarz growls)

Yamarz: Fine. Lets get this over with

(Leonidas, Atub, and Yamarz gather in the center of the orc camp)

Atub: Now to begin the ritual. Great Malacath, we beseech you. Aid us in our time of need

Yamarz: Why are you bothering with this?

Malacath: You pathetic weakling!

Yamarz: What was that?

Atub: Malacath has heard my pleas! He speaks to us!

Malacath: You dare summon me, Yamarz?

Yamarz: What is this?

Malacath: You don't deserve to call yourself an orc! You're weak, you're small, and you're an embarrassment! You let giants overrun my shrine! GIANTS! Bring me their leader's club as an offering, and I might release you from this curse!