Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190501191353

Lamush' yelling was getting the attention of the stronghold Orcs again. A small crowd was drawn to the commotion, though they never got close to the longhouse.

The young orc looked at Lamush' red skin with great interest. "People who make papa angry always yell too, but only after they turn red." Durzha muttered.

The older Orc woman from before appeared from the shaman's hut following the yelling and marched over to Lamush and Durzha. She grabbed the Orc girl's arm and pulled her away from the Oshcrun. "Durzha, what do you think you're doing?! Didn't I tell you to stay away from the red-skinned woman."

"I just wanted to see her up close, mama." Durzha replied dismissively.

"Your father will be angry with you if he sees you with her." The Heart-wife told the child.

"You just couldn't leave well enough alone!" An angry roar errupted as the doors to the longhouse swung open violently. The chief walked out, dragging his large Orcish cleaver with him.

The Heart-wife recoiled and grabbed Durzha close to her chest. The guards parted from the way and the civilians all hid away to avoid the Chief's ire.

Chief Bakel had a crazed look on his face, his eyes burning with hatred as he stared down the woman causing the scene. Seeing her red skin he said. "The ritual of blood...you...you completed it."

Unlike his sister, Bakel did not have red skin as he had never finished the rite of passage of his tribe. His skin was dark green, though he did have red tattooes on his face.

The two women found themselves in the dark rocky corridor.

Elisiv examined her surroundings and came to the conclusion. "This looks like a mine shaft."

She stared into the far end of the corridor where they could see faint torchlights. "I wonder how far it goes."

Bodvar and the other Companions soon joined them. "What is this?"

"Might just be the secret of the Orc ambushes." Elisiv suggested.

Relan could hear sounds coming from one of the pathways that connected to the outpost room. He couldn't hear it very well, as sound echoed alot in that cramped mine. It might be footsteps, or something else.

Kane spent that night in his own house. It was empty save for himself and the sleeping cot that he had set up beside the hearth on the first floor. He had used all his gold to buy the property and had nothing left to buy furniture, but that didn't bother him. He laid beside the fire and enjoyed the feeling of sleeping in his own place for the first time ever.