It was a holy triduum a month ago when the first seeds of doubts were planted in the minds of the Ashlanders. What has been considered a time of happyness and bonding quickly succumbed upon the bad fortune foretold by the elder shamans on Roshkamae's naming ceremony. The readings however, were muddy and unclear, nobody would be quite certain just how bad it could get.Some even doubted the acuracy of the fortune. Kinstrife was certinaly in the air regardless of what people thought. On the morning after the last holy day of Starry-Eve, Dormak challenged Mabess for the right to command the whole army of the Ashlanders. Winning in the ritualistic battle, the Blackhawk Chief became the new Warchief of the Ashlanders. Such exchanges of positions were rare when most were content with those currently in charge. And the old Mav Stormcaller and her diplomatic nature no longer were favoured when most pined to have action taken against the opressors of the orcs. First week of of Aftereve, Roshkamae Perhaps the most telling of the woes foretold was the sudden death of the oldest orc in the village and Shadowrever chief, Shorhuul. Found in his hut in the early morning still and stiff, great grief swallowed the tribe as the respected elder passed on peacefully in the night. Behind he left two promising pupils: Mk-Garul, his sucessor which most of the shadowreavers liked and the more experienced Sha'vorr, who had been tainted by the folly of arrogance. The death burial and procession was grand and the pyre made for him was the largest among any death pyres made. While usually the emotions of the orcs were mildly somber during such time, the fullfilment of bad fortune took it's toll on the minds of the populace. In the following week, Mk-Garul had been chosen as the new Chief for his bright mind, yet some other elders consider him too green behind the ear. He only had 19 years to his name afterall. Last week of aftereve: https://chroniclesrp.net/threads/those-beyond.815/ A strange, corrupting mist appeared in the valley, west of the great inland sea. Towards the change of months, warbands were sent to investigate after the shamans found no answer to the strange emergence of thick fog. The nowHollow Month, Roshkamae, Northern Hunter's Callendar The moot has been assembled. Every single orc that could spare their time wanted to know what was going beyond the red mists, settled in the open ceremony field in the center of the communal winter town of Roshkamae. There was lots of loud chattering among the orcs, most talking about the worsening of the bad fortune and what horrors some of the investiragters briefly spoke of when they returned... The chiefs and their advisors of each tribe stood on one end, between them and the tribe were the three warbands sent out to investigate the red mists and any other orc or non orc affiliated with any sort of expedition to try make sense of the whole ordeal. On the helm of one of the warbands was Mahhor, who led one of the two parties that were devoured by the corrupted stone. »And we are certain that the portal stone was the source of corruption?« Spoke out the young Mk-Garul, still young and green, thrown into the mists of conflict to prove his worth. »Why would a portal stone suddenly be here, the only one in the whole of the reach was in Belgrath!« Muttered Silvermane. »If Shorhuul were still with us, he would have known more than any of us.« Silvermane stood up briefly: »Bless Shorhuul's soul, may he rejoin us soon,« the void left behind the passing of the wisest orc was apparent, his guidnance and experience would have certianly be needed... »Tell me again now, what have you seen on the other end of the mists,« growled Dormak as he gazed upon the warriors, shamans and hunters assembled before. His party never went deep into the mists and thus stayed on Arethil, while the two parties led by Mahhor, Mabess and Mk-Garul did. OOCMainly set up fo ashlanders, and any orc currently visiting within the ashlanders and any other character that tagged along the ashlanders after the pandeminum rp. Inquisitive natures welcome, question and debated. Heho.