Blackblades Rise

War that never ends

Chapter 1 by WriterReader WriterReader

Sounds of pick axe and work fills the cave, expanding the interior of the already large chasm, hundreds of bodies work together to grow the already impressive structure as you have commanded your name is Sigard 'The Blackblade' Steeltooth, a intimidating name is needed for good reason...you are a orc. Not just any orc mind you, you are the most important one to the tribe, the leader, its boss, all manner of names of praise are given to you mostly from fear and respect, after all your the largest and strongest of your kind and that strength has led you to your moment of achievement.

Standing at a impressive even by orc standards height of nine feet tall your dark green skin almost blends into the cave itself, black hair scruffy and thick as a animals hide covers your head and a impressive amount of sharp teeth fill your mouth, the family name owed to the fact that every leader has one tooth covered in a protective metal sheath, one of your impressive lower canines being your choice for the namesake. Your body is built for war. Thick with muscle and plenty of battle scars each you could easily tell a tale about. You are indeed a impressive sight, and that's with clothing on. Your cock, a impressive tool in its own right, can satisfy any hole it fills and with your natural stamina you can last longer than any of your tribe can.

Orcs are naturally drawn to the ones with the most strength within their kind and fallow those bigger than themselves, and as a bonus the larger the male the more attractive they are for mates.You do have a great amount of attention from the females of your tribe and you could have any you wish on the spot, though your plans are far greater than simply bedding the local cunts in the long term.

Your rise to power has been swift and bloody, originally your tribe was but a small one when your father passed, hardly more than your family and your fathers most loyal followers. He had been a great warrior but had lost much with the passing of time, however since the day you were born he used every single coin he had managed to save and every last favor he was owed to get you the best of everything. He regaled you with tales of battle and victory from the wars that had happened long before your time, wars of all manner of creatures and races though your personal favorites have always been your own kind. He taught you tactics of combat and the art of pleasuring women for aside from fighting there are few things orcs love, the big ones being feasting and fucking and any proper leader must be able to do all three. When he could teach you no more he brought in others to do so, there are plenty in this world who don't care who they train long as they are paid and you took to it like a fish to water ready to make your mark on history and to restore your family place to greatness.

Once you were ready you struck out finding as many orc hordes as you could, and took them over in the traditional orc manner, by . All manner of chieftains and warlords tried to stand in your path but your schooling had allowed you to easily handle the savage and less intelligent of your kind. Soon you had a impressive horde to command and along with the remainder of your family your mother and two sisters left the pitiful land you had called home, seeking a better place to begin your war.

Searching and travels have brought you to a large mountain range known to the local populations as the Dragons Back , and the most impressive mountains of the range you have claimed for your tribe. A thousand strong there is much to do, you must create a place to live you can leave behind when it is time that will last age's, you must lead them to victory and richs that orcs haven't seen in generations since the last great orc warlords ravaged the lands long ago. In your mind you can see your tribe leading a great war to take the whole world into your hand, the weak will be enslaved willingly or not, the strong will die and be taken as trophies.

You sit in the great hall you have had made, little more than a large chamber with a throne and long table before it but it will do for now, least till you properly begin your war. laid out before you is a map of the world, there are many races you can fight all of them making you grin for one reason or another, whats better than having more than one opponent to fight?

There are of course humans, there are plenty of towns of theirs and cities though a fort is a dream at the moment but a attractive dream none the less. there is also the elves, just the thought of a few curvy elven butts is enough to make you hard in your pants, though which one would be better? the wood elves? the night elves? maybe you could find some of the silk elf traders and procure some of their usually fine wares and bodies for yourself and the tribe. It seems your spoiled for choices, and then then there's the dwarves. Rich in wealth and their women do make the best beer and their weapons would be a real boon to your army. The beast men, werewolves, centaurs, minotaurs and the like could be good for a bit of sport their tough like your kind and almost as strong as a orc is...almost.

Goblins are supposed to infest the mountains nearby, their a sneaky sort love to steal and are cowardly, though your father had told you stories of orcs using them in battle and as helpers long past. there's all sorts of magical folk, fairies nymphs and such you could seek out though they are more reclusive than most to catch them would be a prize.

Far to the north is demon territory where dark magics dwell, your father told you about how a succubus gave him the best blowjob of his life so you been meaning to try it, again a dream at this point but one worth working for. And in the old dead lands near the north live the vampire enclaves, whole cities of bloodsuckers. One of your teachers was one, she like all her kind wore very Victorian clothing and had a air of high society about her at all times, least till you showed her other things she could suck besides blood.

You have also have been told by your scouts of rumors in the nearby towns that border the great forests to the west of amazon hunting bands sneaking through the forests and dragging any unaware person to their camps, amazons could put your own orc women to shame in the strength department and they can take allot of punishment, something that makes your grin widen.

There have even been rumors of other orc tribes infesting parts of the nearby world as well and not just green, yours are the most common colors but whole tribes of orcs with black as night skin, brown as earth skin, even red as fire has been seen in the past and each has its own strength, just these thoughts alone make you eager, after all these are only a few of the races you will fight, there are plenty of others to find and fight. strange weapons and magic will try to stop you and yet you have seen it in dreams, nothing will stop you, you will be victorious, there will be songs and stories of your greatness and your name will live on forever.

The only question is, where will you begin?

What's next?

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