《The Orc's Consort》Part 3 - Conspiracy
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Corvus's men showed Chief Bloodborne to the war room. By order of the King, his men had to wait outside. He felt uneasy and was skeptical of their intentions, but he couldn't turn down a proposition like this, even if it was a trap. The mahogany doors were sealed behind him by two knights.
Before he could react, a large broadhead arrow pierced through his shoulder. It shot from a small hole in the wall connected to a chain. The chain began to crank back in an attempt to restrain him. He could hear his men yell from outside. They must have heard the crossbow fire.
"These stupid humans forget our lupine ears offer exceptional hearing," He thought.
He could feel his blood seep from his open wound and soak into the linens under his armor. He had known not to trust the humans, but he couldn't ignore his curiosity. Before he had entered the hold, he was to hand off his weapons for safe keeping to his men. It appeared he'd need to fight with his bare hands, a circumstance he was accustomed to; there were a few times in his life when he made the wrong choice. This time was not one of them.
He knew if he didn't at least entertain this proposition, his men would be furious. Just then, a door across from him opened. It was King Corvus and two of his Knights who were wielding spears. Their tips pointed out toward him.
"Well, he boomed per usual, the Orcs prove to be simple barbarians" He smirked as if he had already won. "With you taken out, I will be able to take the entire northern part of the continent and the precious metals in your mountains," he said gruffly. "It's nothing personal just business," he said. "Not that you'd understand the power in more territory."
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For a moment, Bloodborne looked at King Corvus calmly. He was formulating what he wanted to say. " You really take me for a simpleton," Bloodborne growled. His jaw clenched, causing his lips to twitch around his tusks.
He took a few steps forward. The chain attached to the arrow pulled tightly. His eyes looked down at it like a minor annoyance. King Corvus and his men backed away, breaking their façade. They were intimidated by Bloodborne's presence.
He reached up to the head of the arrow that protruded from his armor with his left hand. He examined it for a moment before gripping it firmly, causing the sharp-edged to break the skin on his thick callused hands. He snapped the head of the arrow off like a twig, letting it drop to the floor. The back of the arrow slowly slipped out his back, making a wet noise as it clattered to the ground.The two men instantly ran forward to attack with their spears. He is large, but he is swift and tactile. He easily dodged their attacks and ripped the spears from the hold. He grasped onto their heads, one in each hand. He pressed his thumbs into their temples before smacking their heads together. Their bodies fell to the floor, and their skulls cracked.
Before Corvus could react, the Bloodborne already had one of his massive hands wrapped around his throat. He lifted him into the air and smashed him into the cobblestone wall. "You will pay for your insolence, human," Bloodborne growled.
"W... wait, wait," He managed to choke out. "Don't kill me."
Just then, his warriors broke through the mahogany doors. They were blood-soaked, but not with their blood.
"Gods, what the fuck is that smell?" Sten questioned as he stood in the doorway and sniffed the air. "Those bastards must have shit their selves then," looking to the two men on the floor.
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Sten looked at the King pinned to the wall by his Superior. The room was quiet until the silence was interrupted by a dripping sound.
Sten Suddenly boomed with laughter, "That cocksucker is pissin em self. I didn't know King Corvus had a cunt" he exclaimed, amused with himself.
Bloodborne turned his attention to the small man he pinned to the wall. "Why shouldn't I kill you then" He questioned.
Corvus gurgled, trying to force the words from his lips. "My life for my daughter. You can take my daughter," He pleaded.
"You'd trade your own blood in an attempt to acquit your wrongdoings? My your are an evil Bastard."
"I only have one life. I can make more daughters. They are useless to me," He croaked. "But to your kind, women are desired. Are they not? To continue your race?"
"If my kind are pillaging barbarians, what makes you think we would not kill you anyway and fuck every twat that resides here" His grip on his throat tightened.
"I'd have her fuck an entire army to live. Women are but cattle to me. Besides, I know it is not the Ork way to take women without their consent," Corvus admitted.
"So you'd be fine with orclings crawling from your daughter's cunt then? If you hate us so much, why offer to intermix your bloodlines with ours, creating what you see as abominations," Sten growled from behind the two.
The chief raised his free hand, demanding Sten's obedience. "You will relinquish your northern territory to me in exchange for your life," He ordered.
Corvus's eyes darted around. He looked for any other option. The territory that Bloodborne was referring to was nothing but thick forests. However, it would give the Orcs an advantage of cover if they ever went to war with Blackwater. Corvus's face was beginning to turn purple. He accepted he had no other choice but to comply. He realized his mistake by toying with the Orruk.
Choking on his tongue, he spat out the word "Fine."
"Sten! Go collect this cunts daughter then," The Chief Commanded. "If your men dare cross my border again, I will have no mercy for you." He dropped Corvus on his ass and turned to leave.
"Once you have the girl, mount up and ride back to the mountains. You will treat her with the utmost respect like any other female," He reminded his men. "I will take my leave then," he said, exiting the Mahogany door.
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