Post by Mrs. Digs on Sept 27, 2014 12:43:20 GMT -5
Ms Segora, I am coming for you. My husband won you fair and square - for how many long years I have heard that from him?
He became obsessed when your parents refused to give you up. I cannot count how many journeys he has taken in search of you. And now I have news that he found you, but your townsmen have taken his life, rather than hand you over. Orcs do not weep over honorable death, and so I shall not, but I will come for what is mine. You see, he gave you to our clan as a gift, so by killing him you accomplished nothing, because he had no actual claim on you, he'd given you away already. His obsession overtook him because his honor was in question with the entire clan for promising Segora and not bringing her to us.
It was foretold that you would have great healing powers, greater than any human has ever had, and your father stupidly bragged of this to everyone he met. He bet you in high stakes wagers many times, and he always won.... until the day he met my Dig. When Dig won the wager at hand, your father became enraged and left. Dig followed him. You know the rest of that. So do I for I heard it many times, you ran away, and you kept running. Everyone knew of the human girl who was foretold to be a great healer that had been promised to us, but honor is honor and nobody dared just take you because it was supposed to be Dig that would hand you over. Now that he cannot, I will.
I am coming for you. Don't try to run. Don't try to hide. Come peacefully with me to live amongst our clan. We will become the strongest clan in the land - for with the great healer no harm can ever come to us. You would be treated well, our healing princess. We may even be able to make you part Orc if that is your wish.
I am coming for you. I will not be with fight like my ridiculous male was, it will be done quietly, and without fuss. Please understand the need for me to bind you with a large chain and lead you out of your village, but the binds need to stay only until we get home to clan and someone can be assigned to guard you.
I am coming for you Segora.
Mrs. Digs
He became obsessed when your parents refused to give you up. I cannot count how many journeys he has taken in search of you. And now I have news that he found you, but your townsmen have taken his life, rather than hand you over. Orcs do not weep over honorable death, and so I shall not, but I will come for what is mine. You see, he gave you to our clan as a gift, so by killing him you accomplished nothing, because he had no actual claim on you, he'd given you away already. His obsession overtook him because his honor was in question with the entire clan for promising Segora and not bringing her to us.
It was foretold that you would have great healing powers, greater than any human has ever had, and your father stupidly bragged of this to everyone he met. He bet you in high stakes wagers many times, and he always won.... until the day he met my Dig. When Dig won the wager at hand, your father became enraged and left. Dig followed him. You know the rest of that. So do I for I heard it many times, you ran away, and you kept running. Everyone knew of the human girl who was foretold to be a great healer that had been promised to us, but honor is honor and nobody dared just take you because it was supposed to be Dig that would hand you over. Now that he cannot, I will.
I am coming for you. Don't try to run. Don't try to hide. Come peacefully with me to live amongst our clan. We will become the strongest clan in the land - for with the great healer no harm can ever come to us. You would be treated well, our healing princess. We may even be able to make you part Orc if that is your wish.
I am coming for you. I will not be with fight like my ridiculous male was, it will be done quietly, and without fuss. Please understand the need for me to bind you with a large chain and lead you out of your village, but the binds need to stay only until we get home to clan and someone can be assigned to guard you.
I am coming for you Segora.
Mrs. Digs