Chieftain Bladewind.
Chieftain Bladewind.
Chapter 1.
The orc stood tall and proud on a cliff, looking down into the canyons of the Blade's edge mountains. He was a rather tall orc, with a large black beard. On his head he had a brown headdress, that he had been given by a shaman long ago. His short hair were swept backwards by the heavy winds of the mountains. The orc were dressed as a tribal warrior, and held two axes in each of his hands. His eyes were as blue as the ocean, and he had a small smile on.
The landscape was quite, not a single sound was heard. It was peaceful, but it had far from always been that.
"Ogres! ogres everywhere!" The head of the village was yelling like insane, to get his grunts in line, to defend the village, but when they finally got to draw their weapons many had already been lost. The village was burning like a bonfire, and could be seen from far distance, especially because it was night.
The shamans of the village did everything they could to put out the fires, but it caught up too fast. The eldest shaman of the village, had for-seen this attack for a long time, but didn't know when it would occur. He had been quite all this time, to not make a stress about it. He was not of much help for the grunts or younger shamans, so he just sat still waiting to be killed. A few houses away a rather young female stood with her baby. She looked fierce and full of anger, even though in her heart she was scared like a small mouse. She ran around, looking for a path to escape, but could not find any. Everything was burning now, and the screams of dying orcs could be heard everywhere.
The elder shaman sighed, when he saw the young female with her baby, he didn't say anything but stared at her. He caught her attention and she moved over to him. "What burdens you, child?" he said "The fires do not scare you do they?" She didn't answer but looked horrified upon his question, of course they scared her. The elder then chuckled a bit, as he pointed towards the fire. The young female looked over to the fire, now coming closer, and waited for something to happen. The elder stopped laughing, and a giant water element came forth, just before the fire. It made a passage through the fire, and disappeared beyond it. "Are you not going to follow it?" the elder asked, "you will not survive if you stay here." The elder chuckled again, as he saw her run towards the opening.
A scream was heard behind the elder, he looked back and saw a giant ogre fell down towards him. He didn't even realize what was going to happen, before it lay on him, dead. He looked towards the opening in the fire, and saw that it became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was no opening, and no elder. He was dead, dead like every other orc in the town.
The young female kept running at the free path, getting warmer and warmer due to the fire at her sides. And there it was, the water elemental, it had grown smaller since she first saw it, now only half the size. It stood out in open space, looking at her and didn't say a word. She thanked it, or at least she thought she did, and then it disappeared. The young female looked around, it was dark beyond her. She could only see some trees in front of her, and a path leading up to the mountains. There was only one way for her to go, up. The trees that followed the path some of the way sang, or at least she think they did. Even if they did not sing, she wanted them to, and believed in it. It was a sad song, about death and rebirth.
She still had the song in her mind when she finally reached the mountain top. She looked back down the path, no one seemed to had followed her. The baby she had carried all the way began crying. She looked down to him, trying to comfort him but also began crying.
Both stopped crying, and she looked on him one last time before looking up, an arrow approached her from the path she had followed. There was no thoughts left in her head, but still she managed to hold her baby forth, so she wouldn't land on him when she was stroke.
There she was, as dead as all the other orcs from her village, and down from the path could be heard an ogre laughing. "Hah, I gots it!" an ogre said. "Nuh, I got it!" another said. The two began discussing who had actually killed her, but couldn't come to a conclusion and ended up walking away.
There was not a sound at the mountain top that night. The baby as the only living there, said not a sound, only sleeping.