Tactalicious & Craftalicious


My story is nothing special. I’d tell you it over something to drink and I won’t even exaggerate. I’m not much of a story teller anyways.

It’s simple; my father – a Orc chieftan raided a human village. My mother, whomever she is was unfortunate to run into him. I don’t have to fill in any details but 9 months later my mother in shame gave birth to me in a bush outside the village. I’m guessing no one wanted a half breed like me around. Some day I might go back and track her down, maybe I kill her or maybe I just tell her who I am – so the rest of the village can see her bastard son now. Maybe that’s a more fitting punishment?

Anyways – this old hermit found me in the bush. He later told me that I didn’t cry and it was only…

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