The reports had been numerous from the out lands of an orc skirge that was sweeping over the country side.  Some of the survivors had settled his town, but most had continued on to the safety of the walled city of Xardin.<br/><br/>Velikan had spent his time escorting goods to and fro protecting merchants and their wares for compensation.  There had not been a single orc seen till recently.  On one such escort mission, he and his charges were come upon by a fearsome host.  Velikan and one of his other mercs survived the ambush, but it struck a more fearful respect into him.  Orcs were not often this stupid, shying away from armed caravans.  Something was happening and someone needed to be told.<br/><br/>After making sure that his fellow workers were posting paid guard duty for his home, his and his mothers, Velikan began traveling for Xardin.