“Chwiik!”
After turning into an Orc, Weed had been thinking a lot.
‘What should I do to befriend them?’
Since he was used to thinking like a human, finding a way to approach to a completely alien race was turning into a hard task for him.
Weed had already got used to communicating with the orcs, but he was still unable to gain any real friends among them. Then he decided that it was time to stop avoiding his new kin and start to take them for what the are. To treat them as if they were humans and his real comrades.
At first, he thought that it would be extremely hard. But after dealing with them some more, he realized:
‘Oh, it’s so... familiar.’
Weed quickly befriended everyone in his party.
Orcs! They weren’t that different from the Geomchis. Harsh! Aggressive! Violent: If something was not to their liking, they were immediately pulling out their weapons! Reckless: they were attacking even the stronger opponents without a second thought! Their fists acted faster than their words, about 3-4 times faster.
“Catch, this is for ya. Chwiik!”
Weed cooked the food and handed it out to everyone in his party. Orcs were so undiscriminating and insatiable that they liked absolutely everything.
But even after accepting them for what they were, Weed still had problems blending in with this new environment. Same as humans, their society also had their own rules and hierarchy.
Regular Orcs, Orc warriors and scouts were at the lowest level of social ladder in Yurokin mountains. They had greatest numbers, but were just subordinates to other Orcs.
Commanding them were Orc champions, captains, elders and chieftains.
Captains were commanding groups of about hundred orcs each. Elders ruled villages. Chieftains ruled and monitored domains consisting of several settlements.
And Weed was really hated by everyone above him at the command chain.
“Karichwi wasn’t born in our village. Chwiik!”
They were questioning his origins.
“He eats less, than we do. Cwik!”
Comparing appetites.
“Karichwi is too good looking. Cwiiit!”
Envied his appearance.
“Chwichwik! Females should be protected!”
After all, all the problems were because of the women!
Orcs were jealous and envious of Weed because of female attention.
“Ah, chwi! Even after I became an Orc, chwiik! The world won’t just leave me alone!”
Weed moaned. Because of all these constant challenges thrown at him by the gods, one would consider hanging himself!
‘Really, handsome guys are envied everywhere.’
He decided that the problem is in the fearful appearance, which he thoughtlessly sculptured, while being a human. And the only way to fix everything would be to start completely ignoring attention of the surrounding females.
As a result, they got angry at him as well.
“Chwiik! I don’t like those females. All of you, just take them away. Chwiik!”
And after he proclaimed that, females got even more offended.
“Chwik. He’s too full of himself.”
“Chwiik!”
After turning into an Orc, Weed had been thinking a lot.
‘What should I do to befriend them?’
Since he was used to thinking like a human, finding a way to approach to a completely alien race was turning into a hard task for him.
Weed had already got used to communicating with the orcs, but he was still unable to gain any real friends among them. Then he decided that it was time to stop avoiding his new kin and start to take them for what the are. To treat them as if they were humans and his real comrades.
At first, he thought that it would be extremely hard. But after dealing with them some more, he realized:
‘Oh, it’s so... familiar.’
Weed quickly befriended everyone in his party.
Orcs! They weren’t that different from the Geomchis. Harsh! Aggressive! Violent: If something was not to their liking, they were immediately pulling out their weapons! Reckless: they were attacking even the stronger opponents without a second thought! Their fists acted faster than their words, about 3-4 times faster.
“Catch, this is for ya. Chwiik!”
Weed cooked the food and handed it out to everyone in his party. Orcs were so undiscriminating and insatiable that they liked absolutely everything.
But even after accepting them for what they were, Weed still had problems blending in with this new environment. Same as humans, their society also had their own rules and hierarchy.
Regular Orcs, Orc warriors and scouts were at the lowest level of social ladder in Yurokin mountains. They had greatest numbers, but were just subordinates to other Orcs.
Commanding them were Orc champions, captains, elders and chieftains.
Captains were commanding groups of about hundred orcs each. Elders ruled villages. Chieftains ruled and monitored domains consisting of several settlements.
And Weed was really hated by everyone above him at the command chain.
“Karichwi wasn’t born in our village. Chwiik!”
They were questioning his origins.
“He eats less, than we do. Cwik!”
Comparing appetites.
“Karichwi is too good looking. Cwiiit!”
Envied his appearance.
“Chwichwik! Females should be protected!”
After all, all the problems were because of the women!
Orcs were jealous and envious of Weed because of female attention.
“Ah, chwi! Even after I became an Orc, chwiik! The world won’t just leave me alone!”
Weed moaned. Because of all these constant challenges thrown at him by the gods, one would consider hanging himself!
‘Really, handsome guys are envied everywhere.’
He decided that the problem is in the fearful appearance, which he thoughtlessly sculptured, while being a human. And the only way to fix everything would be to start completely ignoring attention of the surrounding females.
As a result, they got angry at him as well.
“Chwiik! I don’t like those females. All of you, just take them away. Chwiik!”
And after he proclaimed that, females got even more offended.
“Chwik. He’s too full of himself.”
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