Onog
A smile crossed the King’s face, something
that rarely happened. One of the Dregu’s scribes was ready to
record a reply.
“Send this,” Dregu said, “Hold, Score of
Divisions headed north.”
Dregu stepped out onto the plateau. His grin
widened as he looked out over the assembled troops. Orcs stood side
by side with all of their kin—goblins, hobgoblins, bugbears, ogres
and their half-breed kind. “A glorious sight,” Dregu thought,
“Today will be a day all of Xenkur will remember.” He held his two
battle axes high in the air and let out a furious battle cry. The
legions of the Blood Clan marched north.
✼✼✼✼
“What do we do with the body?” I asked.
“Leave it,” Aurora said, “Pack your gear and
get dressed, it's not safe here anymore. We are going to the Iron
League tonight. The
