World Of Midgard Lore Part 4
The BloodDrakes sent brigades up to the Great Wood to expand their influence, but the sentries of Elvin archers stayed atop their trees firing arrows in each direction, creating a no man’s land littered with the bodies of BloodDrakes.
And in the desert, the charred and skeletal remains of ambitious invading adversaries multiplied daily.
Always, though, the wanderers of the shore — fishing and perfecting their phalanx — were the true targets.
Many fell to Orcish steel, and the dark arts of BloodDrake and Desert Mage, but nonetheless they held the sea.
The one blessing of such chaotic times is that every clan was fighting its own battle, and there were several clans within each region, meaning that no sufficient force could be created.
Anyone who tried to take the coast could never muster more than a couple hundred under one banner.
Defending one’s meager assets was always easier than taking someone else’s.
4: Ofren, Necatus, and the Fury
This changed when Ofren of the Orcs made overtures of peace to the BloodDrakes of the plains.
He called a parlay at the southernmost rim of the great Midgard Mountain Range. At this parlay, the Orcish leadership and the BloodDrake lords carved up a map of the Midgard betwixt the assembled clans.
They determined that they would unite under one banner and at last break the shore phalanx before conquering the rest of the realm.
All present agreed that Craxis and Ofren would jointly lead this coalition. This is how the tenuous union known as the Fury was formed.
The summit took place at the base of Mount Cormast in a mead-hall that would become known as Ofren’s Hall. At the moment when Craxis has been named co-commander he pulled a long blade from his belt and thrust it into Ofren’s ribs.
Ofren dodged to blow and, taking his first lieutenant’s broadsword, struck the BloodDrake’s head from his shoulders. The other BloodDrakes, seeing their fiercest lord dispatched so quickly, leapt forth to descend on Ofren. S
o they would, had not Craxis’ brother, the subtle and diplomatic Necatus not raised his hand to halt them. The BloodDrakes, respecting the line of Craxis, stood to and awaited their new commander’s order.
Necatus turned to Ofren and stated calmly that… (to be continued)
