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As the dragon laughed and spoke to Urzog, certain memories of the lunchdate began to clear up in the orc's mind. He distinctly remembered the phrase 'populate the world with dragons'. It seemed the phrase was not a metaphor like he originally thought. The dragon appeared to cough, transforming...

Urzog poured whiskey on the cut of his right arm. He had spend the day wrestling with the Antlion he had captured in Amol Kalit. While the beast had accepted it's new place in Bhathairk and stopped trying to batter the fences, it hadn't yet accepted a rider. Communicating with such beasts was an...

Urzog's question seemed to confuse the dinner's host, but Urzog saw the gears turning. Aivrid quickly discovered what was going on. Rather than verbally stake a claim, the not-dragon simply went to work going after the red-eyed elf. Urzog wasn't sure if it was an implicit claim or not, but...

"I hail from the city of Bhathairk." Urzog told the not-dragon, neglecting to bring focus to the man's recent expulsions. Urzog would not hold the poor constitution of the man against him. After all, he wasn't built with the fortitude that orcs were. No sense in going after a man if nature...

If Urzog noticed Maecey lack of forwardness in her career, he did not appear to moved by it. At the introduction and extension of a hand Urzog would bring his orcish hand to swallow the halfling own, giving it a firm squeeze and a shake. "Urzog Mhartoc, beast tamer." The orc introduced...

Urzog bellowed out some laughter as the realization hit Maecey on what she had done. Her face wore a small frown, while her eyes spoke of confusion. "The Tree-Killers kill trees and make crafts with the woods. He may be a carpenter, or he may be . . . Oh what's the word in the trade tongue."...

Urzog Mhartoc would send out a series of letters to all the great bards anyone in Bhathairk or Gudtown may have mentioned in passing. Dear Honored Storyteller, I greet you as Urzog Mhartoc, proud member of the Mhartoc Clan of Bhathairk. Your name has graced our fair city as a traveled bard...

The halfling continued to celebrate her winnings with drink, given a cup of ale as fists reached for the skies. She exclaimed of her good fortune, and asked Urzog if he knew Grok. The orc laughed, and considered asking if she knew the Baggins. "I've never met Grok personally, but I've dealt...

The halfling woman continued to celebrate, pointing to random orcs around her and offering to buy them drinks, doubling the offer for the orc who'd thrown her atop his shoulders. She was almost certainly drunk already, or perhaps the adrenaline of the arena had got to her. Then Urzog saw it. A...

"Five hundred crowns! The beast's a torn wing Urzog. I can't give five hundred for that." The quartermaster protested. In the good ole days Urzog would deal with Shork directly. He had an appreciation for such beasts. Ever since he hired that damn dwarf to handle his finances getting respectable...

The orc nodded at the not-dragon's blessing, and began partaking in the fruits, meats, and wines that had been prepared. "I am Urzog of the Mhartoc clan." Urzog declared at Fieravene's question. "I have come to Amol Kalit to capture and tame an antlion, at the behest of a client. They are...

"Sir you mustn't. This is for Master Aivrid!" A Kherkhanan butler attempted to stop Urzog from joining the feast he had heard rumblings about when he entered town. "The Mhartocs are a well respected clan. Aivrid will be assured that he and any entourage will be treated well upon entering...

Gudtown. Ten years ago it was little more than a nameless collection of huts by the Wda. Then an entrepreneurial Sharok, an entrepreneurial pub owner, decided that instead of drunk orcs making a mess in his bar he'd have them make a mess outside. Chopping a few logs and putting them in a circle...

Cecil Banick Biographical information Birthplace Bhathairk Born Died Age 32 Home Bhathairk Physical description ...

Hook: Dolana Stonebeard, a dwarf Maester of the Fourth Order at the College of Elbion, has been working on her dissertation for the last eight years. As is standard practice, few if any outside of Dolana's advisory board were aware of her upcoming dissertation defense to become a Maester of the...