The red glow was impossible not to think about. the Orc chieftain had had a dream of a great disaster, one from which there was no escape. almost unconsciously he kept his hand next to his axe for days on end and could barely sleep. But when it came no one saw it coming. Vampires came from the dark and desroyed everything, half the stronghold was dead before we were even awake. I hid underneath my bed and listened to the screams and destruction. An explosion knocked the wall down and I could see, as the vampire lord picked up my father, the chieftain, and tore him in half down the spine.
This is the legend of Durjund gro-kall.
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RandomAn Orc of legendary strength and skill though his power is yet to be discovered in his quaint happy life. But how will he react when tragedy strikes? And what beasts will his actions stir against him.
