Of Del and the DragonWhen Del was young he often-times laid around at an old, long since abandoned ruin. The sun was always a welcomed partner during his daily activities. It warmed his body and his soul. It was the best friend a young Ork could ask for. The other Ork children in his tribe were all taller and stronger than him so this made him easy prey when they felt restless and needed someone to pick on. Ork children could be cruel at times, but there were no worries this day. It was great to be alive his partner and constant ally was always by his side. But the throes of destiny always make for a more bitter enemy...Of Del and the Dragon by ~Servial
One day while climbing amongst a pile of
Of Del and the TroubadorA wandering Artist happens upon a near-sleeping Ork one misty Monday morning. The neatness of his tunic, gold studded and shiny in the morning sunlight alerted the Ork at once who only half opened one eye and snorted.Of Del and the Troubador by ~Servial
"Blessings of Astendar upon you friend!" Cries the wandering minstrel. "Shall I play you a snippet from my flute?"
"No." Moans the Ork as he rouses himself from the grass he was about to fall asleep on. "But I'll tell you what you can do..."
"Woah, my o' my, are we in a foul mood this fine morning?" The Troubadour says and seats himself rudely next to the Ork, sliding his flute up into his sleeve. The gentle rolling of the ma