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"Imagine a perfect soldier, savage and ruthless, yet intelligent enough to follow orders without second thought, with only the promise of bloodshed and spoils to drive him further.
No need for any codex to follow or honor to abide by, an instinct driven horde of beasts." -A passage from the "Arina Margentum" by a famous Elven author Sylnor.
Orcs truly were such a species, especially ones inhabiting the worlds of the central sector, them as young as the worlds they live on.
The species of the central sector, saw technology as needless and weak, instead relying on magic to progress their lives.
Such was the case for the Malbogle orcs as well, them seeing anything other than their own physical strength and natural born talent for magic a weakness.
However, a rarity among their species, the Malbogle were not an aggressive tribe for their world had no requirements for them to be.
An odd world governed by natural laws of magic, untamed and chaotic, where acts of sexual display and capability seemed to be the most valued.
Such a world came with an abundance of land to spare and life to give, coupled with the Malbogle tribes seemingly having no interest in advancing them selves or doing any kind of conques worked wonderfully for them. They turned to magic, basic agriculture and hunting.
However they were still orcs, and tho without bloodlust, they still had powerful lust to satisfy.
Hunting stragglers who got too close to their tribes borders was their favourite past time, as besides breeding amongst one another, they relished in breeding with other species.
As more and more people began suffering the same fate, the orcs started expanding towards in the direction the people came from.
At first nomadic, they moved their tribes borders as they went, but eventually settled down just off the border of Golspire Kingdom.
Settling far enough away as to not be considered aggressors to the far more militarized kingdom, but close enough to entice curios citizens to wander closer to the tribe.
Soon the tales of the lusting orcs began spreading among the citizens, as people could not contain their curiosity, yet those who already had a run in with the orcs, urged them to stay away.
As no action was taken against them, they became more and more cocky, descending in to the villages on the outskirts of the kingdom and raiding it for more breeding toys and other supplies. Each Orc standing at the height of 7 and a half feet, with very little variety in size between genders, the raiding Orcs had no issue against the village folk.
Eventually word of this reached the throne and the king sent his trusted knights to take care of the issue.
Despite their sheer strength and natural gift for basic magic, the untrained Orcs were quickly and easily from the villages.
The tribe had grown bored as the borders of the kingdom they grew to enjoy so much have been fortified, and began to seek to move their settlement elsewhere.
It was around that time that a dark grey/brownish Orc had appeared, carrying a massive divine axe with him.
Standing at a massive 9 feet tall, the newcomer was quickly welcome by the Malbogle tribe, as he excelled in strength, magic abilities and intelligence.
Despite his initial protest, as he only came to the world to hunt a a certain entity, the Orc was given the title of Chieftain.
At first the citizens and the knights were mortified at the sight of such a massive beast, dressed and armed for war.
Narmer was an Ascended, as well from a tribe that once spanned through a massive belt of planets in the outer sector.
Initially he did not care about what the Malbogle orcs did, his only goal being to find and slay the Observer.
But as time went on and the entity did not show it self, he turned towards tribe, and realized they were not as blood thirsty as many others, just very ungoverned.
Slowly settling in to his role as the Chieftain, he decided to rule over the Orcs and help them flourish, instead of letting them run rampant until the neighboring kingdom decides to drop the hammer on them.
"At lease until I finish what I came here to do." He said to him self.
A massive building was raised to serve as his own Chieftain hut, however it was as far as way from a "hut" as can be.
Truly marvelous, a lavish, temple looking building with a small courtyard was built in to the side of a mountain wall, looking over the rest of the settlement and towards the kingdom of Goldspire. To many, such a structure could not be inhabited by an Orc, let alone built by them, yet the design was taken after the structures built by the Duviir, the long erased tribe Narmer hailed from.
As the settlement grew and turned from a simple camp at the base of a mountain, to a relatively nice village, the citizens from the adjacent towns and villages grew more curious as to what was happening.
Many bold ones came to challenge the Orc, but were rejected, as the Chief has no interest in the lusting people.
Though as time went on, the Melbogle urged their Chieftan to start taking on challengers and Narmer agreed.
Descending to towns bordering his own surrogate tribe, he let the people know that they are free to challenge him as they see fit, but that losing to him would entail a great price.
Word spread like wild fire and soon many folk came, from human and elf to even demons. Narmer was surprised at the variety of species living under the same banner in unity, especially given the amount of succubus demons present.
So the challenges began and the massive Orc acquired him self a nice number of breeding mates to entertain him self with.
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Breeding Mates/Breeding Toys
The first challenger was a cheerful and fuzzy demon mage named Claire, who managed to escape her fate the first time, however her interest in the grey Orc compelled her to challenge him a second time, and soon became his first breeding mate as well as a bookkeep in his library.
The second one came in a form of an a snow elf, who despite losing, begged the Chieftain to keep her as his secret toy, as to not damage her prestigious reputation.
A second demon called Meru came to challenge the Orc and shared the same fate as the previous two, however she took it much better and even asked Narmer out on a date, which he accepted, they had a lovely time.
After a hard fought battle, going toe to toe with the Orc Chief, Sasha Panther lost and became the Chiefs most prized possession yet. She is put through daily training to teach her how to submit properly.
Human woman named Natalie came immediately after Sasha, challenging the Orc, hoping to free Sasha.
She would have bested him to, if he has not used his powers to rise again a second time. In the second round, Narmer held nothing back, pounding the human before getting to the sex part. Being a tie, and the first ever challenger to beat Narmer and make him use his abilities, she was granted the Sigil of Champion by the Chieftain and allowed to leave.
She could not save her friend, but was promised a chance at a rematch another time.
Jeanne challenged the Orc Chief and ended up losing, not just the match and her dignity, but also the title of 'Titan' that previously belonged to Sasha.
Not content with being a simple breeding mate, Jeanne was given charge of training the other breeding mates and keeping them well prepared and well behaved.
An odd looking creature with telekinetic abilities, Gladi, willingly came to the tribe and submitted her self to become the Chiefs breeding mate, so she could further her own research on orcs.
A pompous human came to challenge the Orc, demanding that such unsightly creatures vacate the land. She put up a good fight but was no match for the Chief.
Defeated, she was brainwashed, all her prior memories locked away. She was dubbed Kardia, by her new owner, and with his orc army, she was sent to ransack her own palace, and bring back her former servants as slaves for the tribe.
Among those, there were a few less official duels between the Chieftain and the townsfolk that came to challenge him.
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