Disaster / Destruction
In the darkness, away from the light of the sun god, they survived for many decades waiting for their moment. And it finally came when Eos was betrayed, and the sun for the first time hid beneath the bow of the growing horizon. In the waning twilight, they gathered their numbers and marched south for the first time in history, viciously and violently raiding everything that stood in their wake.
It is said, according to the Grail of Dawn, that the orcish race was banished into the deep north, because of their primal and feral brutish nature. To Helios, they were not fit to take part in his kingdom of light and gold during the founding years of the dawn.
In the darkness, away from the light of the sun god, they survived for many decades waiting for their moment. And it finally came when Eos was betrayed, and the sun for the first time hid beneath the bow of the growing horizon. In the waning twilight, they gathered their numbers and marched south for the first time in history, viciously and violently raiding everything that stood in their wake.
When they arrived at the gates of Elysium, its throne stood empty, the blood still drying on the ground on which Eos was stabbed. They burned and raided to the visage of a horrified populace who for the first time laid eyes upon the brutal orcs. With no desire to conquer or besiege anything but food and the odd prisoner, they tore through the lands without purpose or goal, just hunger driving them towards unfulfillable revenge. Until they one day arrived at a small shrine to the Earth-mother Gaia, isolated in the woods. While they pillaged, killed, and raped, a voice broke through the screams and said:
‘’Thou are plagued by unfairness, damnation, and eternal hunger for blood. With no purpose in this beautiful world. Stop thy killing, stop thy madness, for it will only eat itself until nothing is left. Allow me to embrace thee, and give thy the chance that thou’st have never been given. Bind yourself, and your people, to me, and I will fight for your right to live. For I am nature’s voice, I am that which stood here in darkness long before the sun ever shone on these white shores.’’
And so spoke the mother, Gaia, to the orcs. Slowly their hunger got sated, their shame apparent, their fists tight in pain and blood.