Chapter 83: 82: Tales of a treasure pt 1
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Alex's POV
I walked to the town's entrance with Haji following closely behind, The sisters immediately saluted with solemn expressions. I responded with a nod while questioning them with my eyes, 'they are?'.
"On our way to the front lines, we ran into an ambush..." She then reported everything that happened, it didn't take long for Urim and Torrelsav to appear.
And they heard what happened, Torrelsav's facial expression isn't looking good, he's been glaring at the one Largash referred to as little Chief.
_________
[Name: Bhok(Bone Carver)Shammob
Race: Orc
Level: Lv 8 (-)
Power rating: 700
Relationsh.i.p.s: Fourth Son of Chief Shammob, Fool of the Shammob tribe.
Title: Village idiot
___________
For some reason, seeing his stats made me feel Nostalgia. It's been a long time since I saw such low stats.
Besides the Orcs with him who were at the middle or peak of the first circle of evolution, the rest, such as the Lizard folk and Kobold were not even level eight.
Relationship was mostly Shammob Slave.
"Urim what do you think of this one?" I asked while pointing at Bhok with my Jaws, the poor fellow was scared still like the other low level creatures, they were suffering from the level suppression.
Orcs were war creatures, so there's no need to hide ones aura. In fact, it's something to be flaunted or you could easily be looked down upon.
"Weak, but... doesn't stop him from knowing about his Papa's village" for some reason, He made his voice more menacing than usual.
But hearing his words made me grin while feeling proud, 'Good, He's using his head more and more'.
"Yes yes yes He must know a lot about the wonderful place, don't you Bhok?" I say, smiling, Honestly I don't know what my smile looked like but who cares at this point. I approached the young Orc and patted his Shoulders with slight force but He fell.
'How scared must you be? are you really an Orc? forget it, he's doing really good by not sullying himself already.'
"Y.. Yes" He managed to squeeze out after a few minutes.
"Good" I smiled while placing my arms around his shoulders, if you knew nothing and saw us, perhaps you would think we were good friends or relatives, "Okay Urim, why don't you show him around the 'training field' for a while and Torrelsav, take the others to the Barracks. I'm sure you need to 'Persuade' them a little."
'Forgive me you all, I'm sure He needs to vent his anger for a bit...bear with it' I say a silent prayer for them as watched them leave in different directions while the prisoners had the warriors escorting them behind Torrelsav.
After seeing them off with my eyes, I turned to the two who led this mission and said, "How Many did you lose?".
They both frowned and seemed to prepare themselves before speaking. in fact Gilgar went as far as holding her sisters arm.
'seriously, am I that scary?' I couldn't help thinking.
"We lost twenty three warriors, 14 Orcs and 9 Hobgoblins" Largash finally made the report.
Hearing her words, I frowned but couldn't blame her. It was an unknown terrain and an ambush, added with the fog, which the opponent was probably used to.
"It must have been a hard fight, Hope you learnt from this experience and won't move without scouts next time" After saying that, I continued after a short pause "considering the prisoners of war you brought back, you did well and deserve a reward, go home and think about what you want, as long as it's something I can do, I'll do it"
""Thank you My Chief""The duo excitedly responded, but I was already headed back to the Lord's Manor.
_____________________
It was already dark outside and as usual a slightly muscular female Orc came in to light up the Torches within the Hall. Dabok says that he had been training a few females on this kind of work, especially those who weren't dexterous for tailoring like the female goblins.
That doesn't mean there aren't any Orc females who could do that kind of work, some gather materials like herbs Lovan requested or Potato from Nazu's old territory and then exchange them for more meat during the burn fire gathering at night.
When the orc was done, she left as quickly as she came, without saying a word. Just as she was leaving, She ran into Nazu at the entrance and gave an awkward bow before leaving.
Seeing all this, I couldn't help but marvel at how different the situation and tradition of the orc lands varied from how it was portrayed in the Novel.
'Barbaric savages without any iota of culture or intelligence' Those were the words, the only one who had a decent amount of reputation and respect was the berserk king of Degr and all the people under him.
But living here amongst them, I have began to understand and feel that, the author was just being too biased.
The actions and performance of different orcs I've met so far, not even mentioning those in my tribe, the blood horn clan's ambition, Greyeye's scheming and so on, these aren't the actions of 'mindless savages '.
"My Chief" Nazu's salute broke me off from my inner musing.
"Yes, your here..." as I said this, I sat up slowly while watching her. Her full red hair and golden eyes were on full display under the flames.
This is a strong female Orc that felt she could claim me but failed miserably, she must feel some resentment as I've been tossing her around.
I looked at her and watched her status silently.
[Name: Nazu Redmane]
Race: Royal Orc Duelist
Level: 23(Order of the second circle)
Power rating: 13100
Relationsh.i.p.s: daughter of Toro 'the Cruel' and The One eyed Haran, Former Chief of Govan, warrior of Blackmoon tribe.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Lunatic ]
I can't say that I am not interested in her bloodline, also I plan to exploit her relationship with One eyed Haran in the future, perhaps I'll be able to poach that Boss character.
I'll try stay away from her father though, although I can't say if he's still alive, I'm sure he's a loyalist. As I've come to realize that the Novel isn't entirely accurate, as some things were written based on the author's thoughts.
Although it was written as though Toro was dead, it might not be so...'argh, I wish I could have finished the book at least before I died, especially with the new volume coming out. '
While having such thoughts, I motioned for Nazu to approach me and that she did, even though she looked at me strangely for a second, I ignored it and tried to sound as indifferent as possible.
"It is the month of Callus, is it not?"
"Yes"
"Very well" I suddenly said while standing up, I stretched my hands and held her chin while saying, "You shall be mine on the night of this months purple moon...Be prepared".
Her eyes go wide and I quickly made my escape by walking to my Chambers, My heart was beating louder but I can't tell if it was due to excitement or something else.
Although I know I sounded rude but that's under human standards, here I'll be considered strange and I might have someone riding over my head soon if I don't use such methods.
while thinking of this I went to the courtyard behind the Manor, there was a connecting door to it from my Chambers.
Stepping passed the door, I met Urim and the shaken Bhok, surely his experience at the training field must have really been an 'eye opener'. The black tattoos on his body were out in full display as he placed his hands on his knees while sitting on the floor.
"So your finally going to do it hehe" Urim's voice called out as he noticed me approaching, 'Old Dabok must have blabbed again'.
Seeing my silence the big oaf continued, "won't be long now, the village will have little Torugs running around...ah I can't wait to see"He stood up while covering his face with his right palm and chortled loudly, you could even hear a slight whistle mid laughter.
"perhaps I might have a chat with Torrelsav tomorrow morning, ah what fine tales I have for him... maybe we could even have a drink" I spoke loudly like I was lost in thought, as expected the fool froze up.
But then He grinned, " Did you know, that our friend Bhok was a good story teller?".
"oh?" I acted surprised and Urim nodded with his annoying grin as he approached Bhok, "Bhok the 'great' Bone Carver, told me a lot of interesting things about the Shammobs, he spoke of a wonderful treasure..."
"Do tell" I said as I squatted in front of our new 'friend' Bhok.
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Alex's POV
I walked to the town's entrance with Haji following closely behind, The sisters immediately saluted with solemn expressions. I responded with a nod while questioning them with my eyes, 'they are?'.
"On our way to the front lines, we ran into an ambush..." She then reported everything that happened, it didn't take long for Urim and Torrelsav to appear.
And they heard what happened, Torrelsav's facial expression isn't looking good, he's been glaring at the one Largash referred to as little Chief.
_________
[Name: Bhok(Bone Carver)Shammob
Race: Orc
Level: Lv 8 (-)
Power rating: 700
Relationsh.i.p.s: Fourth Son of Chief Shammob, Fool of the Shammob tribe.
Title: Village idiot
___________
For some reason, seeing his stats made me feel Nostalgia. It's been a long time since I saw such low stats.
Besides the Orcs with him who were at the middle or peak of the first circle of evolution, the rest, such as the Lizard folk and Kobold were not even level eight.
Relationship was mostly Shammob Slave.
"Urim what do you think of this one?" I asked while pointing at Bhok with my Jaws, the poor fellow was scared still like the other low level creatures, they were suffering from the level suppression.
Orcs were war creatures, so there's no need to hide ones aura. In fact, it's something to be flaunted or you could easily be looked down upon.
"Weak, but... doesn't stop him from knowing about his Papa's village" for some reason, He made his voice more menacing than usual.
But hearing his words made me grin while feeling proud, 'Good, He's using his head more and more'.
"Yes yes yes He must know a lot about the wonderful place, don't you Bhok?" I say, smiling, Honestly I don't know what my smile looked like but who cares at this point. I approached the young Orc and patted his Shoulders with slight force but He fell.
'How scared must you be? are you really an Orc? forget it, he's doing really good by not sullying himself already.'
"Y.. Yes" He managed to squeeze out after a few minutes.
"Good" I smiled while placing my arms around his shoulders, if you knew nothing and saw us, perhaps you would think we were good friends or relatives, "Okay Urim, why don't you show him around the 'training field' for a while and Torrelsav, take the others to the Barracks. I'm sure you need to 'Persuade' them a little."
'Forgive me you all, I'm sure He needs to vent his anger for a bit...bear with it' I say a silent prayer for them as watched them leave in different directions while the prisoners had the warriors escorting them behind Torrelsav.
After seeing them off with my eyes, I turned to the two who led this mission and said, "How Many did you lose?".
They both frowned and seemed to prepare themselves before speaking. in fact Gilgar went as far as holding her sisters arm.
'seriously, am I that scary?' I couldn't help thinking.
"We lost twenty three warriors, 14 Orcs and 9 Hobgoblins" Largash finally made the report.
Hearing her words, I frowned but couldn't blame her. It was an unknown terrain and an ambush, added with the fog, which the opponent was probably used to.
"It must have been a hard fight, Hope you learnt from this experience and won't move without scouts next time" After saying that, I continued after a short pause "considering the prisoners of war you brought back, you did well and deserve a reward, go home and think about what you want, as long as it's something I can do, I'll do it"
""Thank you My Chief""The duo excitedly responded, but I was already headed back to the Lord's Manor.
_____________________
It was already dark outside and as usual a slightly muscular female Orc came in to light up the Torches within the Hall. Dabok says that he had been training a few females on this kind of work, especially those who weren't dexterous for tailoring like the female goblins.
That doesn't mean there aren't any Orc females who could do that kind of work, some gather materials like herbs Lovan requested or Potato from Nazu's old territory and then exchange them for more meat during the burn fire gathering at night.
When the orc was done, she left as quickly as she came, without saying a word. Just as she was leaving, She ran into Nazu at the entrance and gave an awkward bow before leaving.
Seeing all this, I couldn't help but marvel at how different the situation and tradition of the orc lands varied from how it was portrayed in the Novel.
'Barbaric savages without any iota of culture or intelligence' Those were the words, the only one who had a decent amount of reputation and respect was the berserk king of Degr and all the people under him.
But living here amongst them, I have began to understand and feel that, the author was just being too biased.
The actions and performance of different orcs I've met so far, not even mentioning those in my tribe, the blood horn clan's ambition, Greyeye's scheming and so on, these aren't the actions of 'mindless savages '.
"My Chief" Nazu's salute broke me off from my inner musing.
"Yes, your here..." as I said this, I sat up slowly while watching her. Her full red hair and golden eyes were on full display under the flames.
This is a strong female Orc that felt she could claim me but failed miserably, she must feel some resentment as I've been tossing her around.
I looked at her and watched her status silently.
[Name: Nazu Redmane]
Race: Royal Orc Duelist
Level: 23(Order of the second circle)
Power rating: 13100
Relationsh.i.p.s: daughter of Toro 'the Cruel' and The One eyed Haran, Former Chief of Govan, warrior of Blackmoon tribe.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Lunatic ]
I can't say that I am not interested in her bloodline, also I plan to exploit her relationship with One eyed Haran in the future, perhaps I'll be able to poach that Boss character.
I'll try stay away from her father though, although I can't say if he's still alive, I'm sure he's a loyalist. As I've come to realize that the Novel isn't entirely accurate, as some things were written based on the author's thoughts.
Although it was written as though Toro was dead, it might not be so...'argh, I wish I could have finished the book at least before I died, especially with the new volume coming out. '
While having such thoughts, I motioned for Nazu to approach me and that she did, even though she looked at me strangely for a second, I ignored it and tried to sound as indifferent as possible.
"It is the month of Callus, is it not?"
"Yes"
"Very well" I suddenly said while standing up, I stretched my hands and held her chin while saying, "You shall be mine on the night of this months purple moon...Be prepared".
Her eyes go wide and I quickly made my escape by walking to my Chambers, My heart was beating louder but I can't tell if it was due to excitement or something else.
Although I know I sounded rude but that's under human standards, here I'll be considered strange and I might have someone riding over my head soon if I don't use such methods.
while thinking of this I went to the courtyard behind the Manor, there was a connecting door to it from my Chambers.
Stepping passed the door, I met Urim and the shaken Bhok, surely his experience at the training field must have really been an 'eye opener'. The black tattoos on his body were out in full display as he placed his hands on his knees while sitting on the floor.
"So your finally going to do it hehe" Urim's voice called out as he noticed me approaching, 'Old Dabok must have blabbed again'.
Seeing my silence the big oaf continued, "won't be long now, the village will have little Torugs running around...ah I can't wait to see"He stood up while covering his face with his right palm and chortled loudly, you could even hear a slight whistle mid laughter.
"perhaps I might have a chat with Torrelsav tomorrow morning, ah what fine tales I have for him... maybe we could even have a drink" I spoke loudly like I was lost in thought, as expected the fool froze up.
But then He grinned, " Did you know, that our friend Bhok was a good story teller?".
"oh?" I acted surprised and Urim nodded with his annoying grin as he approached Bhok, "Bhok the 'great' Bone Carver, told me a lot of interesting things about the Shammobs, he spoke of a wonderful treasure..."
"Do tell" I said as I squatted in front of our new 'friend' Bhok.
Alex's POV I walked to the town's entrance with Haji following closely behind, The sisters immediately saluted with solemn expressions. I responded with a nod while questioning them with my eyes, 'they are?'. "On our way to the front lines, we ran into an ambush..." She then reported everything that happened, it didn't take long for Urim and Torrelsav to appear. And they heard what happened, Torrelsav's facial expression isn't looking good, he's been glaring at the one Largash referred to as little Chief. _________ Name: BhokBone CarverShammob Race: Orc Level: Lv 8 - Power rating: 700 Relationsh.i.p.s: Fourth Son of Chief Shammob, Fool of the Shammob tribe. Title: Village idiot ___________ For some reason, seeing his stats made me feel Nostalgia. It's been a long time since I saw such low stats. Besides the Orcs with him who were at the middle or peak of the first circle of evolution, the rest, such as the Lizard folk and Kobold were not even level eight. Relationship was mostly Shammob Slave. "Urim what do you think of this one?" I asked while pointing at Bhok with my Jaws, the poor fellow was scared still like the other low level creatures, they were suffering from the level suppression. Orcs were war creatures, so there's no need to hide ones aura. In fact, it's something to be flaunted or you could easily be looked down upon. "Weak, but... doesn't stop him from knowing about his Papa's village" for some reason, He made his voice more menacing than usual. But hearing his words made me grin while feeling proud, 'Good, He's using his head more and more'. "Yes yes yes He must know a lot about the wonderful place, don't you Bhok?" I say, smiling, Honestly I don't know what my smile looked like but who cares at this point. I approached the young Orc and patted his Shoulders with slight force but He fell. 'How scared must you be? are you really an Orc? forget it, he's doing really good by not sullying himself already.' "Y.. Yes" He managed to squeeze out after a few minutes. "Good" I smiled while placing my arms around his shoulders, if you knew nothing and saw us, perhaps you would think we were good friends or relatives, "Okay Urim, why don't you show him around the 'training field' for a while and Torrelsav, take the others to the Barracks. I'm sure you need to 'Persuade' them a little." 'Forgive me you all, I'm sure He needs to vent his anger for a bit...bear with it' I say a silent prayer for them as watched them leave in different directions while the prisoners had the warriors escorting them behind Torrelsav. After seeing them off with my eyes, I turned to the two who led this mission and said, "How Many did you lose?". They both frowned and seemed to prepare themselves before speaking. in fact Gilgar went as far as holding her sisters arm. 'seriously, am I that scary?' I couldn't help thinking. "We lost twenty three warriors, 14 Orcs and 9 Hobgoblins" Largash finally made the report. Hearing her words, I frowned but couldn't blame her. It was an unknown terrain and an ambush, added with the fog, which the opponent was probably used to. "It must have been a hard fight, Hope you learnt from this experience and won't move without scouts next time" After saying that, I continued after a short pause "considering the prisoners of war you brought back, you did well and deserve a reward, go home and think about what you want, as long as it's something I can do, I'll do it" ""Thank you My Chief""The duo excitedly responded, but I was already headed back to the Lord's Manor. _____________________ It was already dark outside and as usual a slightly muscular female Orc came in to light up the Torches within the Hall. Dabok says that he had been training a few females on this kind of work, especially those who weren't dexterous for tailoring like the female goblins. That doesn't mean there aren't any Orc females who could do that kind of work, some gather materials like herbs Lovan requested or Potato from Nazu's old territory and then exchange them for more meat during the burn fire gathering at night. When the orc was done, she left as quickly as she came, without saying a word. Just as she was leaving, She ran into Nazu at the entrance and gave an awkward bow before leaving. Seeing all this, I couldn't help but marvel at how different the situation and tradition of the orc lands varied from how it was portrayed in the Novel. 'Barbaric savages without any iota of culture or intelligence' Those were the words, the only one who had a decent amount of reputation and respect was the berserk king of Degr and all the people under him. But living here amongst them, I have began to understand and feel that, the author was just being too biased. The actions and performance of different orcs I've met so far, not even mentioning those in my tribe, the blood horn clan's ambition, Greyeye's scheming and so on, these aren't the actions of 'mindless savages '. "My Chief" Nazu's salute broke me off from my inner musing. "Yes, your here..." as I said this, I sat up slowly while watching her. Her full red hair and golden eyes were on full display under the flames. This is a strong female Orc that felt she could claim me but failed miserably, she must feel some resentment as I've been tossing her around. I looked at her and watched her status silently. Name: Nazu Redmane Race: Royal Orc Duelist Level: 23Order of the second circle Power rating: 13100 Relationsh.i.p.s: daughter of Toro 'the Cruel' and The One eyed Haran, Former Chief of Govan, warrior of Blackmoon tribe. Alignment: Chaotic Neutral/Lunatic I can't say that I am not interested in her bloodline, also I plan to exploit her relationship with One eyed Haran in the future, perhaps I'll be able to poach that Boss character. I'll try stay away from her father though, although I can't say if he's still alive, I'm sure he's a loyalist. As I've come to realize that the Novel isn't entirely accurate, as some things were written based on the author's thoughts. Although it was written as though Toro was dead, it might not be so...'argh, I wish I could have finished the book at least before I died, especially with the new volume coming out. ' While having such thoughts, I motioned for Nazu to approach me and that she did, even though she looked at me strangely for a second, I ignored it and tried to sound as indifferent as possible. "It is the month of Callus, is it not?" "Yes" "Very well" I suddenly said while standing up, I stretched my hands and held her chin while saying, "You shall be mine on the night of this months purple moon...Be prepared". Her eyes go wide and I quickly made my escape by walking to my Chambers, My heart was beating louder but I can't tell if it was due to excitement or something else. Although I know I sounded rude but that's under human standards, here I'll be considered strange and I might have someone riding over my head soon if I don't use such methods. while thinking of this I went to the courtyard behind the Manor, there was a connecting door to it from my Chambers. Stepping passed the door, I met Urim and the shaken Bhok, surely his experience at the training field must have really been an 'eye opener'. The black tattoos on his body were out in full display as he placed his hands on his knees while sitting on the floor. "So your finally going to do it hehe" Urim's voice called out as he noticed me approaching, 'Old Dabok must have blabbed again'. Seeing my silence the big oaf continued, "won't be long now, the village will have little Torugs running around...ah I can't wait to see"He stood up while covering his face with his right palm and chortled loudly, you could even hear a slight whistle mid laughter. "perhaps I might have a chat with Torrelsav tomorrow morning, ah what fine tales I have for him... maybe we could even have a drink" I spoke loudly like I was lost in thought, as expected the fool froze up. But then He grinned, " Did you know, that our friend Bhok was a good story teller?". "oh?" I acted surprised and Urim nodded with his annoying grin as he approached Bhok, "Bhok the 'great' Bone Carver, told me a lot of interesting things about the Shammobs, he spoke of a wonderful treasure..." "Do tell" I said as I squatted in front of our new 'friend' Bhok.
