So I've only been to two one days now. But I've immensely enjoyed each one. From the more relaxed atmosphere and chance to get to know everyone a bit oog to the ig chance to do more in depth to. With that being said I'd be ok changing the one days however we had to to keep them going, it would be un...

Odrak groans as they were spat forth from the portal, chewed up and discarded like the gristle from some giants meal. He looks down at himself and notes the raking claw marks over his body and growls an old orcish curse. But it's the complete drain of his essence that truly has him riled up. He move...

((OOG - Ordrak)) With a wide grin and a grunt he would make his way forward. Hearing Morgause speak he'd laugh and rolls his eyes at her. "Of course, white one. I can't leave all of the fun to you now can I!?" And with that he'd allow himself to be pushed through the portal as soon as the ...

Ordrak glanced back through the doorway into the tavern that Kaylan had just entered and smirks at the dead orc grasping the dwarfs weapon covetously even in death. He would laugh before calling out to them. "Why not simply remove tha skull and then smash it fully ta release yer weapon?" H...

The mottled orc would groan as he resumed stuffing his face, the words of both Nellie and Morgause ringing and chiding to his ears. "Aye white one. My ears still function perfectly well thank ye. I'll have this finished momentarily and be out in time." He'd watch with rapt attention as the...

Ordrak notices the white witch spot him and heaves a heavy sigh as though moving so far with his food were a hindrance, but he quickly shakes his head and rises to weary feet. "Bagh!" He'd grimace as he took his plate in one hand, his staff in another, the bones dangling from it clacking a...

Ordrak would wander on into the tavern, his footfalls heavy and accompanied by the clack of his bone clad staff. He heaved a heavy sigh, his family were out and about doing only the Gods knew what and he had chosen to stay back and get some research done but truth be told the old Orc with his mottle...

An older seeming Orc walks up the steps towards the taverns main doors. The first thing one would notice about this Orc is the mottled gray green of his skin, then his tusks, which sit pronounced, one broken but both deeply lined and yellowed. A slight limp causes a slowness of pace and an oddness t...