<em>It is the summer of the year 1238 by the human calendar, and their race prepares for war. Unleashed upon the world, a great scourge “The Orcs”, born of magic in the badlands of the world, now spreads throughout the lands like an unstoppable fire, intent to crush all civilised life underfoot.<br/><br/>The Orcs seemed to come from nowhere, sweeping across the mountains into the elven plains in their thousands… and soon, in their millions. They were created in the ruins of Flaegra, by a Magister; shunned from his society he created this brutal race to subjugate those who forced him from his homeland. They are cunning, brutal, cruel and warlike. They’re race is created by magical means, and is comprised entirely of males; powerful, broad-shouldered warriors whos strength is unmatched in the civilised races. They stand 4 heads taller than any elf, a 500 pound mass of sinew and muscle. <br/><br/>They were unleashed upon the elven homelands first, in the closing days of 1237, and it took only 5 months to bring the race to their knees, enslaving their women and killing their men. Only a few small bastions of elven resistance remains, besieged by an endless tide of green skin. They will not last long, and when they are broken, they will be treated the worst of all.</em><br/><br/><div align="center">***********<br/></div><br/><br/><br/>The Orcish tribes, while beginning as small separated bands, gravitated to the most powerful of their kind, the warlords. Under them smaller chieftains kept the men in line, leading them into battle. The tribes had now built their camps around the great cities of the Elves as they laid siege, hungry for battle with the creatures. One such warlord was Gorgamesh: “The cunning one” who’s tribe, while small was always at the vanguard of the battle, sneaking past enemy lines, capturing the most slaves with deadly traps.<br/><br/>Gorgamesh had led his tribe in a different direction, not content with the futility of attacking the elven cities, holding them there till they starved. He led his tribe across the plains to the small towns and villages of the Elves, undefended he was able to pillage and slaughter with glee. He had fallen upon another elven village this day, their quickly overwhelming their defences.<br/><br/>A thousand or so of the greenskins fell upon the town, cutting through their defences in moments. Many of the wooden buildings were ablaze, and the Orcs now rounded up the last of the suvivors. The sounds of screaming women were audible, being raped by their new Orcish masters. Most would not survive the brutal fuck, and even less would be kept once they were done with; only those whom the tribe deemed the most beautiful.<br/><br/>He marched across the charred earth towards the central keep of the town, the doors smashed inwards. Inside the priestesses attempted to hide from his men, but it would be no use. The elves always kept their most beautiful women as healers, priestesses who would remain chaste for their lives. It seemed such a waste to him. He felt his ardour growing at the thought of brutally taking more of these elven beauties; he would have his choice of the group to rut with.<br/><br/>Behind him on all fours, her body stripped to nothing crawled his favoured elven pet. He captured her on his first week in the elven forest, his first taste of the joys of elven flesh. She wore a spiked leather collar, chained with a crude leash which he yanked with a strong tug of his arm to hurry her; the action choking her, not that he noticed.<br/><br/>From outside he could already hear the elven screams, and as he entered the main hall the room was in chaos. Most of the elven women were being lined up against the wall, one who had made an attempt to run was being held down on the floor, her dress ripped open as an Orc forced his way inside of her, her delicious screams music to his ears. In the corner, two Orcs fought one another over a cowering girl; Gorgamesh approaching the line of women with a growl. Forcing his men out of the way, he looked them over, his piercing red eyes judging them.<br/>