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Azaroth Incubus (Journal)
Today I left the only home I have ever known. A small farm nesseled between the foot of the mountains and the great lake near Aquor. My mother sad to see me go, understood my need to find the answers I seek. My sister, well, I'm sure by now she's very angry at me for leaving without telling her. It's better that I left without saying goodbye. Out of anyone I know she is the only one who could make me stay. I love them both, but I need to do this.
As I usually do when wandering I stopped by the shore of the great lake to refill my water skins. I happened upon a large ruddy pile of clothes, and heard some splashing in the distance. Unable to quell my curisoty I peered out from cover to see a large form splashing about like a child in the shallows.
It was very large. Light purple skin, long wet hair that came down in loose webs and stuck to it's massive muscled form. At first I couldn't tell what it was. I had No idea if it was male or female due to it's powerful build.
It sounded childlike in it's laughter and splashing.
AS it splashed it turned and looked back to the shore, still unaware of my presence. It was definatly a female. An endowment of this magnitude I had never seen before. Well, honestly I have nothing really to compare it too, but she seemed rather.. robust.
She was a 1/2 Orc. I never understood why people hated these creatures so. She by no means was a picture of beauty, but she had a very kind aura about here. Warm eyes of blue, the only truly human feature I could find on her.
Torn between being polite, and needing to satisfy my curiosity, I continued to watch her. Tis is after all why I'm leaving home right? To understand the world? To get answers about my father. I justified my somewhat deviant choice.
Her voice was rough, but kind sounding. She was singing a song about slapping fish's or something. She seems to be having a grand time, completely oblivious to her surroundings. Splashing, washing, splashing, singing. I wished others could understand what I was starting to comprehend.
She was free. Not a care in the world. Not worried about who she was, or how people might look at her. We had something in common. Were her heritage was truly Human and Orc, mine was somewhat different.
I am totally human, but my skin , is so dark, and I am marked with the Red of Tempus' Shield. So even though I know I'm human, people don't always see me that way. I wish my father was still alive, so I could ask him why I am this way.
I could empathize with what she must go through when people see her.
Abruptly her splashing stopped and she started to walk back towards the shore. So powerful.
I decide it is wise to retreat some distance.
The 1/2 orc dresses and gathers her gear and armor. One such piece, a rather large Warmace, frightens me for some reason when she wields it. To her it's nothing more than a glorified fish bonking stick. I'm sure those she turns it on it some something more painful in nature.
As I approched I be sure to make noise as to not startle the creature. Snapping of twigs here and there.
She looks up as I approch and slings the huge warmace over her shoulder.
"Hello, I'm Azaroth. I'm from around here, but you don't look like your a native of this region."
"Uz Az?, Iz Tro, Trodula!"
"Yes, I'm Az, and your Trodula, er... Tro?"
A huge grin appears on her face. One that would scare little ones I'm sure. Her teeth are horrible.
"U Troz freindz?"
"I'd like to be, if that's ok with you Trodula"
She lets out a horrid laugh as she comes running towards me.
This is it, I'm dead, I though to myself. Tempus guide me towards your light. Forgive her, she doesn't mean it.
I feel a sharp crushing sensation, but not really what I had expected that large Warmace to feel like. I guess because, well, it wasn't a warmace that had crushed me.
I looked down to see my feet dangling below me. I had been lifted so 3 feet off the ground. It seems that I was being hugged.
"Az Az Az Az! Troz Freind!" she shouted ans she started spinning around in circles hugging me like a small rag doll.
"Ahhh... um.. yeah....I am TRo! Could you please put me down?" I franticly shouted.
She obeyed my request immediatly, but without grace, as she let me fall to my buttocks on the ground.
"So.. ah, I guess we should get moving it can get dangerous around here at night Tro, best we get some distance from here."
"Okzz Az, Tro Followz u."
"Lets make our way to the City, perhaps we can find supplies."
With the daylight falling away to night, we both started our journey to the City together. This wasn't just a simple journey to the city I thought to myself. This is a journey and a new freindship.
It made me smile as I walked.
As I usually do when wandering I stopped by the shore of the great lake to refill my water skins. I happened upon a large ruddy pile of clothes, and heard some splashing in the distance. Unable to quell my curisoty I peered out from cover to see a large form splashing about like a child in the shallows.
It was very large. Light purple skin, long wet hair that came down in loose webs and stuck to it's massive muscled form. At first I couldn't tell what it was. I had No idea if it was male or female due to it's powerful build.
It sounded childlike in it's laughter and splashing.
AS it splashed it turned and looked back to the shore, still unaware of my presence. It was definatly a female. An endowment of this magnitude I had never seen before. Well, honestly I have nothing really to compare it too, but she seemed rather.. robust.
She was a 1/2 Orc. I never understood why people hated these creatures so. She by no means was a picture of beauty, but she had a very kind aura about here. Warm eyes of blue, the only truly human feature I could find on her.
Torn between being polite, and needing to satisfy my curiosity, I continued to watch her. Tis is after all why I'm leaving home right? To understand the world? To get answers about my father. I justified my somewhat deviant choice.
Her voice was rough, but kind sounding. She was singing a song about slapping fish's or something. She seems to be having a grand time, completely oblivious to her surroundings. Splashing, washing, splashing, singing. I wished others could understand what I was starting to comprehend.
She was free. Not a care in the world. Not worried about who she was, or how people might look at her. We had something in common. Were her heritage was truly Human and Orc, mine was somewhat different.
I am totally human, but my skin , is so dark, and I am marked with the Red of Tempus' Shield. So even though I know I'm human, people don't always see me that way. I wish my father was still alive, so I could ask him why I am this way.
I could empathize with what she must go through when people see her.
Abruptly her splashing stopped and she started to walk back towards the shore. So powerful.
I decide it is wise to retreat some distance.
The 1/2 orc dresses and gathers her gear and armor. One such piece, a rather large Warmace, frightens me for some reason when she wields it. To her it's nothing more than a glorified fish bonking stick. I'm sure those she turns it on it some something more painful in nature.
As I approched I be sure to make noise as to not startle the creature. Snapping of twigs here and there.
She looks up as I approch and slings the huge warmace over her shoulder.
"Hello, I'm Azaroth. I'm from around here, but you don't look like your a native of this region."
"Uz Az?, Iz Tro, Trodula!"
"Yes, I'm Az, and your Trodula, er... Tro?"
A huge grin appears on her face. One that would scare little ones I'm sure. Her teeth are horrible.
"U Troz freindz?"
"I'd like to be, if that's ok with you Trodula"
She lets out a horrid laugh as she comes running towards me.
This is it, I'm dead, I though to myself. Tempus guide me towards your light. Forgive her, she doesn't mean it.
I feel a sharp crushing sensation, but not really what I had expected that large Warmace to feel like. I guess because, well, it wasn't a warmace that had crushed me.
I looked down to see my feet dangling below me. I had been lifted so 3 feet off the ground. It seems that I was being hugged.
"Az Az Az Az! Troz Freind!" she shouted ans she started spinning around in circles hugging me like a small rag doll.
"Ahhh... um.. yeah....I am TRo! Could you please put me down?" I franticly shouted.
She obeyed my request immediatly, but without grace, as she let me fall to my buttocks on the ground.
"So.. ah, I guess we should get moving it can get dangerous around here at night Tro, best we get some distance from here."
"Okzz Az, Tro Followz u."
"Lets make our way to the City, perhaps we can find supplies."
With the daylight falling away to night, we both started our journey to the City together. This wasn't just a simple journey to the city I thought to myself. This is a journey and a new freindship.
It made me smile as I walked.