Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-34241117-20181113220606


 * 1) title:The Orcs Invade


 * 1) author:Glodin, Son of Beleg


 * 1) types:lone_lands, enedwaith, misties_foothills

Tonight was the most horrible event which has ever befallen myself. I cannot believe something like this has happened. I have lived my whole life on the very edge of the Lone-lands, in the little village of Rustriver. My father was a woodman, and our entire village has lived in fair peace. I have heard of rumors and stories of goblins, but I did not believe them. How foolish was I! Yesterday, I had woken up in the wee hours of the night for a quick bite. I just went to the pantry door to grab a small cake of bread, when suddenly a sound like thunder fell. It was not thunder however, it was the sound of an enormous axe breaking down on the door. I screamed so loudly, I was quite sure I woke every creature from here to the Blue Mountains. My father sprang from bed, and realizing what was happening, grabbed a knife from the kitchen. He yelled to me to run, run as far away as I could, never stop. He told me to take the horse.

I ran outside, crying, through the back door. I must say, I was very scared. My mind went to the tales of goblins, and as I rode the horse West, I stopped a small ways away. Looking back, I saw the small village burning already. Some men were fighting shapes. These were not goblins, I knew. Orcs, I think they were called. These were big and mean, wearing some black armor. They carried enormous blades, and they killed everyone they saw. I ran as far as I could.

I have written many of these pages. Please, be warned. The lands close to the Misty Mountains are trecherous. I am the only one alive in my village, everyone died. Don't go to the Mountains. They breed evil.  