A ferverent yet quiet prayer goes from teifling lips to Gargauth ... Then from the shadows hiding in the light.. X
... A voice calls out from unseen locations , speaking fluid Orcish. At first , it seems to come at first from places near Orcs , shamans and Oorogs , and leading towards the ruin house in the north of the Orclands ...
To some, they hear a whisper, " come , for great riches await you !"
While others hear a voice echo in the vallies and vales. " They have stolen your birth right ! It is time to reclaim it !"
As orcs are curiously drawn to the single location , a teifling appears on the roof with a flaming sword that also sparks with electricity and mists of cold ! With amazing agility , the figure twirls the blade, creating dazzling streaks in the dim light. and speaks out to all who can hear in orcish ,
" Humans hunt and kill you and steal treasures that are rightly yours! They defile your sacred ! They murder your holy ! They grow fat upon your ruin!... But THIS DOES NOT HAVE TO BE ! ... The place where they have taken YOUR treasure and items once held by your slain holy ... Is the place known as Shadowdale. This WAS once a great fortress filled with powerful men ... But the time has come , the night is here , for you to take back what is yours, to avenge your dead, to repay the disgrace done to your Gods!
The humans abandon the town, and the weakest of them remain ... Attack now , kill every one of them ... Burn their village , take not only what is yours , but EVERYTHING they hold dear! Blood for blood ... Show them how it feels!! "