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Chronicle of Gromok Vol. III  
 

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Language:Ogre
Item Type:Book
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Item Updated By:RondorNorador
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Freed of any obligations of
duty, the soldiers that
accompanied me and I set out
in search of a fortress that
had not yet fallen. We
traveled and fought for
countless weeks only to be
greeted by death and misery at
each destination, what
survivors did remain at the
ruined strongholds of our once
great empire often joined us
in our search for sanctuary or
at the very least a place to
rebuild our fallen society.
Gradually as we traveled
across Tunaria, what began
as a small unit from the
Fortress of Krithgor became
a large caravan of refugees.
We settled in the Feerott
Marshlands near the ruins of
one of the Rallosian Empires
greatest strongholds. A



handful of capable warriors
among us set out to the west
in search of survivors at the
locations of the Rathes
executions and the death of
Murdunk. Only two of the
search party returned alive.
They spoke of terrible
devastation, Giants that were
once allies of the Ogre people
attacking without provocation,
and of ferocious one-eyed
giants that now guarded the
valleys and canyons of the
Mountains of the Rathes
Demise.
So it came to pass that the
Feerott Marsh became the new
home of we, the Ogre people.
The men took on duties of
hunting food in addition to
protecting the women and
children from the wild beasts
of the marsh. The women



harvested and cultivated what
forms of crops could be grown
in the marshy soil. The
children did nothing, and this
instilled fear into our minds
and hearts.
The children born to us
survivors of the collapse of
the Rallosian Empire were
noticeably and frighteningly
different than children of
previous generations. This
new generation of Ogres was
for the most part hairless,
only females showed any
ability to grow hair and even
then it was thin and straggly.
The flesh of the youngsters
was of a paler complexion
and warty and course,
they suffered frequently from
conditions that turned their
eyes bloodshot, made their
noses runny, and they often



drooled incessantly. It soon
became apparent however
that these physical conditions
were the least of our worries
for they were still physically
strong and enduring. It was
their minds that concerned us
the most.
 

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Freed of any obligations of duty, the soldiers that accompanied me and I set out in search of a fortress that had not yet fallen. We traveled and fought for countless weeks only to be greeted by death and misery at each destination, what survivors did remain at the ruined strongholds of our once great empire often joined us in our search for sanctuary or at the very least a place to rebuild our fallen society. Gradually as we traveled across Tunaria, what began as a small unit from the Fortress of Krithgor became a large caravan of refugees. We settled in the Feerott Marshlands near the ruins of the Rallosian Empires greatest strongholds. A handful of capable warriors among us set out to the west in search of survivors at the locations of the Rathes executions and the death of Murdunk. Only two of the search party returned alive. They spoke of terrible devastation, giants that were once allies of the ogre people attacking without provocation, and of ferocious one-eyed giants that now guarded the valleys and canyons of the Mountains of the Rathes Demise..

So it came to pass that the Feerott Marsh became the new home of we, the ogre people. The men took on duties of hunting food in addition to protecting the women and children from the wild beasts of the marsh. The women harvested and cultivated what forms of crops could be grown in the marshy soil. The children did nothing, and this instilled fear into our minds and hearts.

The children born to us survivors of the collapse of the Rallosian Empire were noticeably and frighteningly different than children of previous generations. This new generation of ogres was for the most part hairless, only females showed any ability to grow hair and even then it was thin and straggly. The flesh of the youngsters was of a paler complexion and warty and course, they suffered frequently from conditions that turned their eyes bloodshot, made their noses runny, and they often drooled incessantly. It soon became apparent, however, that these physical conditions were the least of our worries for they were still physically strong and enduring. It was their minds that concerned us the most.
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