Chapter 25: Expedition pt 1

Within the somewhat gloomy Hall of the Lord's Manor, Alex sat on the Furred throne comfortably lost in thought as he patiently waited for those he invited. The Hall was lit by the small fire place by his right, despite it being the time of day when the sun was high in the sky, shining with all it's glory, you could hardly tell as the Hall could be described as 'Dark and Cozy'.

Six little dark furred sits lay beneath his throne and the strong scent of bamboo made the place smell fresh and clean, making Alex's mind drift and relax.

'krip!...Krak!' the small fireplace emitted such subtle sounds from time to time.

'Hmm, even with the cultivation method on the side, it's still not enough!' Alex thought as he absentmindedly adjusted to a more comfortable position.

'and then there's the internal affairs too, so far Lovan and Dabok has been doing a good Job because we are still relatively considered a small sized tribe, but on the long run, it might be not so Ideal!.'

"it all boils down to the need for more people" A deep baritone voice leaked into the hall as he mumbled. "The majority of our Black moon tribe are Goblins and if I remember correctly, the general second circle of evolution for Goblins, is the Hobgoblin. They get only a minor boost in their respective initial class and one special trait which had more to do with their living environment than any other factors. I don't know much about them beyond the third circle...ugh".

'The only solution would be to see with my very own eyes, what my 'Neighbors' are like'. In the End, He could only come up with such a solution.

As soon as He concluded, Urim entered the room with the Others who made little bows with their Heads but maintained silence, Probably wondering why they were called.

"Have your sit..." Without wasting time, Alex responded simple before scanning their faces and ended at Urim who stood at his side like a shadow. "We have a serious problem".

It was only one statement but it was enough to change the mood of everyone in the room, Everyone began wondering,'what could be wrong?'. Different thoughts flashed through their heads but none could come to a definite conclusion, luckily Alex continued with his words.

"Our strength is severely lacking and a Bomb is sitting in our territory".

"Who is Abomb?" Lovan asked curiously with Dabok and Torrelsav nodded lightly.

"Huh? oh! a Bomb is not...I mean 'trouble'." Alex was short of words and could only change his words. He then proceeded to tell them what he saw in the mines and what he thought about the situation, after which he didn't say word further but sat silently for his words to sink in.

After a minute or so, Alex's eyes looked sharper as he asked while looking at their faces, "So my people, what do you think we should do here...".

Torrelsav soon had a look that said, "Should I answer it?". Dabok shrugs, eyeing Lovan with a puzzled look that said "Do you know?". frowning. Lovan gestures towards Torrelsav again, motioning for him to speak. For some reason, they seemed tensed making Alex nearly laugh, but He remained silent. Torrelsav, looked me in the eye and said one sentence.

"We are still weak." he says in a firm voice, that didn't follow his body language.

'I wonder why they are so tensed up for?' Alex began to think without reacting to his word, the atmosphere chilled again. They felt Torrelsav had angered him with his words and began to eye him for not having wisdom.

'Who openly tells a Great orc, that they are weak!of all things' was what Dabok and Lovan were thinking, especially Dabok who knew how prideful Torug was. (A/N: he's thinking of the original body owner...you get what I mean...)

Unaware of their thoughts, Alex soon thought of the reason they were so tensed!, 'Probably from the way I acted the other day with the arrogant kobold.'

"You're right!, which is why we all need to get to work hard and increase our strengths and numbers...There are three tribes around us, I plan to take them for my self" Alex spoke clearly as though the tribes were already his.

Dabok and Urim were the only ones who didn't seem surprised, Torrelsav kept nodding as though to say 'as expected'.

"But first, we need to train, every one of us...even our warriors" Alex scanned the room with a ghastly grin, perhaps he would stop if he saw his face or maybe he wouldn't care but it made the people around him feel a chill down their spine.

'Perhaps, I have to give them a little motivation...' With that thought Alex stood up and said,"anyone that evolves the second time before the Next purple moon will receive a reward from me". (A/N: In approximately three weeks.)

And with those words, the competitive spirit within their Blood kicked in, majority of the Orc's in 'Luegad' always loved challenges for some reason. It got to a point that sometimes you question their rationality and this led to the House of victorious Sun abandoning Degr kingdom before leading to their inevitable downfall.

The House of the Victorious Sun is the formal appellation of the house that is currently in the dominant position over all its peers in the 'Luegad'. This is a great honor and privilege, and all the Great Lords swear fealty personally to the Lord of the Victorious Sun.

Alex dismissed them and asked for them to prepare for tomorrow as they would be heading out with the warriors to train. Of course, Dabok would be staying behind in the village on the first day while Lovan stays on the Next, which would go on like that for a while. Alex didn't feel confident leaving Urim in charge, not to mention that the rascal might not even agree. Meanwhile, Torrelsav was still on his watch list for now till he has an appropriate post for him.

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Three figures walked down a wide track, quite leisurely, they seemed happy. One with thick long black hair locks covering its head with a bone piercing on the ears, her curvy body signifying she was female and her expression was happy because of the news the man next to her brought, she walked along the track with much familiarity, after all she had trod this turf many a time,over the past few days.

The man or in this case Male Orc, the father of the two children, was happy to be going off into the forest, as he was told that it was to train to become stronger. He subtly tried to hide his grin as the scar below his jaw seemed to twitch. Luckily since he joined the tribe, he had grown some hair which made less menacing to his daughters who used to tease him.

The hair had grown into a messy low cut but still matched the black battle skirt, a Tiger tattoo out in full display as he was rather buff.

And the third Figure which was also female had messy black hair that lay like a messy waterfall, unlike other orcs, she shared a pale green skin and blue eyes with her sister, which made it obvious that they were half-Orcs.

She was now looking forward to the future as she watched the smile on her father and Gilgar, her sister's face.

Torrelsav suddenly answered, "AGAIN...Yes you can go".

His daughter, Gilgar was worried that they would be exempted from the 'training' tomorrow because they were half orcs but He assured them that nothing like that would happen. Meanwhile, despite his confident demeanor, he was suddenly worried so he thought, 'I'll go back later and beg the Chief, I hope he'll listen'.

'Haa...Largash as usual is simply listening again, it always hard to know what she's thinking, Just like her mother'.

'Haa...Mirth...' Torrelsav soon let a sigh escape his lips as his mood changed.

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