Post by belgran on Apr 15, 2006 8:53:49 GMT -5
Our story is a bit particuliar,
all that begun 19 years ago in a small vilage of wood elves in the grand forest.
Our mother was the local cleric, she followed the rules Solonor Thelandira.They came at late morning, exterminating, ransacking and yes raping.
The villager fought bravely but no one survive exept our mother left for dead amidst the ruins of her chapel.
Later she tell us it was an orc's band known as "the black hand company".
She fell pregnant but ca'nt resign to destroy the new life she was carrying.
Then she fled to the north, alone and feeling tainted.
Some months later we cam to life my brother Khane and i, she was surprised to have twins they are quite rare for elves.
She found an abandonned cabans in a forest near the spine of the world and she began our education.
She teach us about our god, about elven way of life.
My brother was the strongest but i was the wiser, and we began to grow, helping our mother, avoiding any contact with other who enter our forest.
I discover the power of Solonor and began to worship him.
My mother was not so confident that he would grant me any power but one night i made a dream, i was in a forest, surrounded by trees and then the most beautiful elve i never seen appear from behind a huge oak.He looks at me and began to speack. "You worship me without asking for anything in return. You are not like the others half-orcs i had survey before. I will grant you my benediction and therefore consider youself and your brother not as half-orcs but more closely as half-elves.
Your heart seems brave and this a thing i appreciate.Go your path, don't fall to darkness and i will be at your side."
The next morning i fell a new power inside me and my mother get very surprised as i casta minor spell for the first time.
She explain me every rites she knows and for a time we lived happy.
As we were 17 years old, during a snowy and cold winter we were attacked by hobgolins marauding the forest.We fought for hours but they were too numerous and when our mother fell under the heavy mace of their chief my brother enter a rage for the first time planting his axe in the hobgobelin's leader head.
They capture us and as they did'nt like orcs and elves they began torturing us.
My brother get his tongue tear out of his mouth and the cut burned with a flaming sword, he will no longer emit a word and can now only grunt.During this time another one play with me, putting his knife in my leg, cutting nerves and veins.
Suddenly coming from nowhere a flock of arrows came on the warband.leaping from the shadows a greqt black panther began, to kill them followed soon by a shaddowy figure and a roaring dwarf. The battle was soon over douzain of goblins scattered on the ground a few one fleeing in the forest.
Our savors tend to our wounds and with their help we put our beloved mother in her last resting place.
I do not remenber who they are, i was severly wounded and my brother never want to remenber this night.
I know that there was an human girl, the one who was so skilled with an arrow.
They were on a track and cannot help us more.They give us some healing potions and a few pieces and said we must go north to a nearby barbarian tribe.
But Khane and i had some others projects.We gather our few ramainings possession and began to search for tracks of the comany of the black hand.We had to found them and try to destroy. They should'nt be allowed to burn other village and kil any other people.
We marched for days asking people we crossed.Many did'nt ever take the time to answer at the questions of two half-orcs but somes gave us indications.The warband seems to be near Cormyr.
We did'nt know how we will be greet in that realm, we are now heading to the small town of Isinhold, may Selenor Thelandira bless our quest.....
all that begun 19 years ago in a small vilage of wood elves in the grand forest.
Our mother was the local cleric, she followed the rules Solonor Thelandira.They came at late morning, exterminating, ransacking and yes raping.
The villager fought bravely but no one survive exept our mother left for dead amidst the ruins of her chapel.
Later she tell us it was an orc's band known as "the black hand company".
She fell pregnant but ca'nt resign to destroy the new life she was carrying.
Then she fled to the north, alone and feeling tainted.
Some months later we cam to life my brother Khane and i, she was surprised to have twins they are quite rare for elves.
She found an abandonned cabans in a forest near the spine of the world and she began our education.
She teach us about our god, about elven way of life.
My brother was the strongest but i was the wiser, and we began to grow, helping our mother, avoiding any contact with other who enter our forest.
I discover the power of Solonor and began to worship him.
My mother was not so confident that he would grant me any power but one night i made a dream, i was in a forest, surrounded by trees and then the most beautiful elve i never seen appear from behind a huge oak.He looks at me and began to speack. "You worship me without asking for anything in return. You are not like the others half-orcs i had survey before. I will grant you my benediction and therefore consider youself and your brother not as half-orcs but more closely as half-elves.
Your heart seems brave and this a thing i appreciate.Go your path, don't fall to darkness and i will be at your side."
The next morning i fell a new power inside me and my mother get very surprised as i casta minor spell for the first time.
She explain me every rites she knows and for a time we lived happy.
As we were 17 years old, during a snowy and cold winter we were attacked by hobgolins marauding the forest.We fought for hours but they were too numerous and when our mother fell under the heavy mace of their chief my brother enter a rage for the first time planting his axe in the hobgobelin's leader head.
They capture us and as they did'nt like orcs and elves they began torturing us.
My brother get his tongue tear out of his mouth and the cut burned with a flaming sword, he will no longer emit a word and can now only grunt.During this time another one play with me, putting his knife in my leg, cutting nerves and veins.
Suddenly coming from nowhere a flock of arrows came on the warband.leaping from the shadows a greqt black panther began, to kill them followed soon by a shaddowy figure and a roaring dwarf. The battle was soon over douzain of goblins scattered on the ground a few one fleeing in the forest.
Our savors tend to our wounds and with their help we put our beloved mother in her last resting place.
I do not remenber who they are, i was severly wounded and my brother never want to remenber this night.
I know that there was an human girl, the one who was so skilled with an arrow.
They were on a track and cannot help us more.They give us some healing potions and a few pieces and said we must go north to a nearby barbarian tribe.
But Khane and i had some others projects.We gather our few ramainings possession and began to search for tracks of the comany of the black hand.We had to found them and try to destroy. They should'nt be allowed to burn other village and kil any other people.
We marched for days asking people we crossed.Many did'nt ever take the time to answer at the questions of two half-orcs but somes gave us indications.The warband seems to be near Cormyr.
We did'nt know how we will be greet in that realm, we are now heading to the small town of Isinhold, may Selenor Thelandira bless our quest.....