Nice story. More ink to ur pen bro/sis

Dranoid:
I just saw this on fp, most times I just glance over the stories but the title caught me 'A song of Gold and Blood'





And I wasn't disappointed, keep it up more ink to your pen

... Thank you so much.

tahir01:
Nice story. More ink to ur pen bro/sis

... Thanks.

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I think ama enjoy this wehdone sir

South of Crownila lay The Violent Barren desert. The land of all waste and harshness,the sun shines supreme in the day and at night it gets cold and almost the Contrast of its daytime features.
On this barren desert lives The Sandflame Orcs. These orcs have so long livrd on this deserts which with time has changed their once dark soft orc skin into a tough and rough brown skin.


Unlike their crownilan counterparts who live in an accomodating environment where food and other neccessities are taken care of. The sand flame orcs believe in eating flesh of humans and when a fight arises between them, which is as possible as breathing, there is bound to be in-species cannibalism.
When they run out of flesh,a raiding is organised and the peasants and merchants of Stormdust,Emonia and Drukolia sate the hunger of the Sand Flame Orcs.
The difference is clear between the Two Orc clans but the mutual love and loyalty they share was never different.


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The despair,fear and weakness on the face and body of the two running fugitives was visible.
On their backs lay a big black bag filled with gold. They ran,walked and fell and almost repeated the same parttern again.

"we are going to be rich!" exclaimed the shorter man with a broad nose,thick lips and small eyes mismatching his face. His beard was braided and brown even as his hair was of the same colour.


"we are going to die before we get to stormdust, i suggested we take a horse but you refused, now we gonna die like some strayed bastards in this barren waste." the taller fellow complained.
His neck was very emaciated and long,pale eyes,long nose and a sad face.
"had i known, i would have stayed back and refuse your offer. You tricked me into this." he added as he tripped and fell face flat on the hot desert sand.

"carefull there!" cautioned the short man he stretched his hand to his fallen patner, who's face was all shades of brown.
"sake for a missing lower tusk and their pig nose,you look just like an orc. An underfed one" pulling him up, he pointed at the horrizone"once we are pass that mountain we are golden rich."


"what if those guards notice our absence?" asked the tall fellow.
"when they do,we shall be long gone.
Besides i'd rather die smuggling this gold out of the mine, than die a stinking poor miner. Just imagine yourself at some brothel,flung at your sides are those uncladded b!tc*es,doing imaginable and unimaginable things to you. Damn! Its a lifetime dream i'd die fullfilling."


"yes am gonna buy a land,build a castle and become a lord"


"Thats the spirit!"the short man shouted as he shot a fist in the air, before patting his friend on the back, as he urge him to move on.



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Jolo,Brolo and Kolo were triplet orc sons of Nozoll flesh axe the chieftain of the sand flame orcs.
The were out hunting for desert foxes, each was mounted on his warg, more like a giant wolf. This unusal beast is used for battle transportation by the orcs.


Today the hunger in Jolo,Brolo and kolo was enough to to kill a full blown man but the orcs endure on.even as their father make arrangment for raiding.


"am empty,i fell like eating" kolo said. In his nose was a nose ring just like every sandflame orc,in his hand was his war axe and the other hand held on to the chain on the warg.


"i feel like eating you kolo, i just know your flesh will be yummy and delicate as you act" jolo said. The biggest of the triplet and the most aggresive.


"father will kill you if he finds out." kolo added
"how about i kill him first? Hmmmmm...its gonna be plenty flesh for me...father's flesh is gonna be a tough one. But i will chew." Jolo said as he let out a croaky laughter that resounded from the calm desert.

Please your comments are important cos the make me know am not alone. And any were u guys are not understanding,pls do well to call my attention as i shall explain.

Nice wan. Still following

Nice... Continue!

skubido:
Nice wan. Still following

Thanks.

Medieval:
Please your comments are important cos the make me know am not alone. And any were u guys are not understanding,pls do well to call my attention as i shall explain.

bro you ain't alone..... waiting for the update biko

You will never walk alone. More update

tahir01:
You will never walk alone. More update

I still dey ur back like arsenal fan.

this is why I don't follow stories on nairaland.....person go dey use god beg dem before dey update

He is probably busy with other things. Well I hope he will give us a lengthy update.

Sorry guys...updates on de way. Dis evening. Thanks Guys.

sergiolefty, tahir01,skubido, muhammed50,Dranoid,fpeter,olril17,







""hmmmmmmmm its a game!" inhaled Brolo the calm and calculative but ruthless orc,slightly smaller than jolo. He also has the ability to small the scent of other animals not of their species,humans inclusive.
Thats why ehen he exclamed an inhaled, his brothers got a firm grip of their war axes, on the ready to throw at any game they come accros. To confirm more on Brolo's premonition, a vicious snarl hissed from their wargs.


"Desert fox?"asked kolo.
"humans" Brolo answered as he looks around to confirm his instict's insinuation.
"where are they Brolo?" this time Jolo asked.
"it gets stronger and thick...yes!..."sniffs the air"its coming our way"sniffs again and looked far in front of them. The two approaching figures made his stomach rumble and the hunger of the past days escaped the dungeon of his orcish stomach as they urge him to charge.
Pointing his axe at the silhouetted figure's direction, he let out a cry"HIHAlalalala!"









sorry this came late... More to come...standby.
to be cont...

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The thoughts of a richer him,frequently visiting the brothels,drinking and spending lavishly was prominent in his mind.
The rays of the blazing sun he endures,his cloth was a sticky mess as a result of the sweat bathing him, the heat from the sands made everywher uncomfortable for him but the end result of it all will be superior to his current suffering.
Within him,he knew that should he show any more sign of tiredness, his tall friend will snap.
And should that come to past, he was bound to suffer the load of two heavy bag of gold which could lead to his to his death.


The very backbone of this mission he was. All he crave for right now was to get a visual of the STORMDUST WATCH TOWER and the dagger hidden in his robe will come to work against his tall sissy friend.
To him,his friend was on an errand and on completion, he shall become expendible. All this thoughts of betrayal ran through him and he was certain of victory, a sly smile plastered his face.
The toil and tiredness has made the tall man focus so much on the road ahead, making it impossible to look at his smiling friend, but the erractict steps of his short friend reasured him.


Still smilling but immidiatly, the smile vanished.
The rising dust approaching them made all hopes of his dreams began fleeing as his heart and being welcome the thoughts of fear and death.
It can not be the Mine guards because the were coming from the opposite direction of the Mine.
Two other options were very vivid in his mind. Orcs of Bandits.
This two will never spare them.
Orcs were surely going to kill and eat them and the bandit were definetly going to rob and also kill.

No he can't die just now when his plans are about to hatch.


"Whats that dust" asked the tall man but the silence that greeted him made him look sidewas and his sight met an empty space.
He wondered how his short friend disappeared without him noticing.
But on looking behind him he saw the retreating figure of his short friend.
He got torn between running after his friend or just surrender to the approaching force.








(Up next......... "ONLY REAL ORCS CAN EAT THIS"JOLO HISSED AS HE POINTED WITH HIS BLOODIED WAR AXE AT THE CARCASS... )

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Jolo,Brolo and Kolo charged down at the two humans. The fact that food was gonna be ready, urged them on.
Brolo being the first to sight them was formost an as his warg galloped on, he could see one of the human retreating leaving the second human.


They were sure this flesh was theirs but Brolo was not ready to loose the retreating human.
They got nearer at throwing range and WOSHHH! WHOVVV! WHOSHHH! WHOVVV! Was the sound Brolo's ear could pick. It was the black war axe of his brother Kolo that was in mid-air on a hostile journey to decapitate the standing dumbfunded stranger, for some split seconds, Brolo slowed down to see if Kolo's accuracy has improved...NAH! IT MISSED IT'S MARK as the handle and not the sharp edge of the axe connected with the strangers head, which sent him sprawling on the desert sand.



An ugly smile appeared on Brolo's face as he charged at the running short man with a bag wobling on his back, Brolo could here as Jolo cursed kolo for his inability to throw an axe from a moving warg and meet his mark.


On getting closer to the short man, Brolo readied his axe, held it firmly on his left hand, not forgeting his balance,he also held firmly to the warg's chain and sending a final look at the running man, he sent his axe towards him.


In a blur the axe cut through the desert air, rotating ordinarilly and WHAMMM! THE VERY SHARP AXE EDGE GREETED THE MANS NECK and abroubtly the bag fell of his hand spilling its golden content. His head projected beyound him making his headless body walk a few more tired steps before collapsing side ways, staining the desert sand crimson.








To be cont...

update is here... Don't just read and go away,follow the story, correct ,constructive critism and your comments go a long way in helping writers write better.



One more update and next week more will pour in.



About the story, how is it so far? Were should i work at and why?






Thanks.

Medieval:
sergiolefty, tahir01,skubido, muhammed50,Dranoid,fpeter,olril17,

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Thanks for the mention. the story has been superb so far.
Keep up the good work

Nice... Continue!

Medieval:
sergiolefty, tahir01,skubido, muhammed50,Dranoid,fpeter,olril17,


""hmmmmmmmm its a game!" inhaled Brolo the calm and calculative but ruthless orc,slightly smaller than jolo. He also has the ability to small the scent of other animals not of their species,humans inclusive.
Thats why ehen he exclamed an inhaled, his brothers got a firm grip of their war axes, on the ready to throw at any game they come accros. To confirm more on Brolo's premonition, a vicious snarl hissed from their wargs.

"Desert fox?"asked kolo.
"humans" Brolo answered as he looks around to confirm his instict's insinuation.
"where are they Brolo?" this time Jolo asked.
"it gets stronger and thick...yes!..."sniffs the air"its coming our way"sniffs again and looked far in front of them. The two approaching figures made his stomach rumble and the hunger of the past days escaped the dungeon of his orcish stomach as they urge him to charge.
Pointing his axe at the silhouetted figure's direction, he let out a cry"HIHAlalalala!"


sorry this came late... More to come...standby.
to be cont...

Good read, please look into the highlighted. Well done.

fpeter:


Good read, please look into the highlighted. Well done.

wow that was oversighted... Thanks so much.

nice one bro...keep the update coming

dis work is being copied by some blogger without my permission... Why!

nice one bro....

Medieval:
When the orcs of Crownila destroyed Highcoin fort the never thought the city had a mine.


The Arcane citadel needs the map and the ghost.

Now the desert orcs are aware of the mine of Highcoinfort but the need the map to it.
Halmond has the map but know not where it leads because it was all coinish,being the last thing old Tialus Bloodsong left for him, he finds it hard to discard it.



The dragon of firemount a town east of highcoinfort is dead. And it gold and treasure is up for grab but...





Standby as i take you round the world of Seadom for an action packed fantasy story.

Plagiarized from:

A Song of Ice and Fire

All the Tolkien books.

I'll first of all commend your decision to write, it's not easy to be creative when writing a novel. Weldone.

You need to read b4 posting. There are slight errors that needs correcting and improving upon.


All thesame it's my kind of story Adventure, and you're doing great. Thumb up

Neoteny:

Plagiarized from:
A Song of Ice and Fire
All the Tolkien books.

... How do you mean?

Fazemood:
I'll first of all commend your decision to write, it's not easy to be creative when writing a novel. Weldone.

You need to read b4 posting. There are slight errors that needs correcting and improving upon.


All thesame it's my kind of story Adventure, and you're doing great. Thumb up

Thanks man!