NationStates Jolt Archive


Darkness in Daegor: Orc raids increase.

Vorena
14-02-2004, 07:10
Vorena things had long returned to normal and caravans crossed the vast plain that was formally the great Voreni Desert with little trouble and trading in the famed Voreni horses and the even more famed and highly demanded Voreni steel weapons and armor trades were booming greater than ever. However this was to change, as an precurser of what was coming across Daegor striked.

Jorini Herai was a happy man, his Carvaan had gotten its hands on an unusally large shipment of Voreni steel weapons and armor along with an small herd of prize Voreni horses. This could double if not triple his fortances expecally as the trip had became safter than ever. Rich... his thoughts were interrupted as suddenly out of the tall grass came an great multiude of cries around the caravan as two score of goblins along with two trolls, an ogre and a dozen orcs rose out of the grass from hiding places and attacked the Caravan.
14-02-2004, 11:05
Dareg Stormwallow, watches the attack from his cover in the bushes, witing. As soon as he sees an Orc about to strike the poor merchant he lets lose and arrow from his longbow, piercing the creatures head, and splattering blood over the merchants garb!
15-02-2004, 21:47
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Vorena
16-02-2004, 06:44
One of the orcs, seeing this shouted an order in dark foul tougue and one of the trolls moved towards the archer even as the other raiders over welmed the merchants and their guards of the caravan.
22-02-2004, 11:57
"Ah, perhaps I shouldnt of got involved!"

He drops the arrows he was currently loading and takes one out of a special compartment build into his leather armour.

"Damn Trolls, this is the only fire arrow I have left!" He turns to the Troll anger making his eyes red.

"Do you know how bloody expensive these things are?"
Vorena
28-02-2004, 03:08
By then the Merchants were all dead along with their guards and the Orc raiding party was plundering the caravan and seting what they couldn't take on fire. The Troll spoke in broken common. "Itt... mattters... nott... tthe... mastter... said... no... survivers..., no... wittnesses..." The troll rapidly advanced to rip apart the little man opposing it.
Vorena
20-03-2004, 21:37
Vorena Border with Mar-nu-Falmar, The Border town of Drivea. It was one of the stopping places for caravans leaving Vorena. However there was concern, one of the Caravans expected to arrive before leaving Vorena hadn't arrived. It was over due by some weeks. Finally it was decided that an search party would be sent out to find remains of the caravan if possable.
imported_Christoniac
21-03-2004, 01:01
Ceran watched the escalating conflict down below from his vantage point he started to move close to the conflict.
imported_Christoniac
21-03-2004, 01:01
Ceran watched the escalating conflict down below from his vantage point he started to move close to the conflict.