In the upcoming months - numerous skirmishes would be fought between the Invaders and the new Eastern European Coalition. It was evident from the start - that while old rivalries still existed, the new formed super-state was more than able to overcome its issues. Needless to say, they were doing fine - by utilizing old-Soviet era training manuals and ideals on command and coordination - enabling them wield a huge army in a rather short time. Which was why, they were easily able to shell a village not far from Moscow - with hundreds of artillery. In order to root out any remaining Invader blight.
The defeat that the orcs suffered pushed back and destroyed most support the orcs had in what they call the white plains. This defeat spread chaos to most of the orchish leadership to the point where they hastened the research and development of weaponry that can match with the humans - an idea previously unpopular. This resulted in fewer and smaller armies coming out the gate and the switching from offensive to defensive as the orcs have started to dig in and fortified captured cities and fortifications.
Sadly - they were fighting against people, whom had CENTURIES of experience, pulling their enemies out of fortified positions. As the EEC made heavy use of gas and sharpnel loaded shells - one that made the Invaders cough and bleed out their organs. While the other shells exploded above them, spewing tons of tiny metal fragments into their lines. Needless to say - it was a very loud statement - nowhere on the World Eater' homeworld was safe. In one such village - a shell soon exploded overhead. Killing many in the vicinity - while one elven woman, was also knocked down from the initial shockwave. But as she would regain consciousness - she'd feel the sharp pain, the shrapnel had fallen high. Namely, she could feel blood dripping down her face - namely from her mangled ears.
The dwarven cannons and artillery were no match - as the modern humans artillery defeated it in range and power quickly shattering the pride and the morale of the once proud race. Soon, it was chaos as the dwarves were trying to draw out defensive lines all around what they had left. One of the fortified villages was soon destroyed after a shell was able to land on top of it, killing most of the garrison leaving behind bodies, wounded warriors and one of their priced elves behind.
The elf' right ear was shot to prices causing her to fall to her knees as the pain was too much soon, she collapses as she couldn't take it anymore as the pain and blood continued on. As it was her other left ear had the tipped sawed off by a nearby explosion was well. Leaving her currently hurting badly and difficulty with her hearing likely.
Although one didn't need much to hear the telltale sign of human weapons. Shrieks that reached miles away - as their iron weapons soon fired at anybody left standing. Ripping apart anything that stood in their way - even the fabled dwarven armor was ripped through like simple paper. Then some of them came to her, wearing those strange masks with cylinders attached to them.
Sawing her they soon started speaking in their language. Whatever they said, more came - all focused on her. Then something strange happened, instead of firing at her or inflicting pain upon her that they had done for many times. They started helping at her. As humans with bags came, and soon they started mending her wounds. A roll of sterile bandages being wrapped around her head, covering her bleeding ears.
The elf was shocked as she had assumed that she would see her last but, instead received kindness as the humans treat her wounds. Still too weak to react, she just lies there as she gets treated by her enemies. Still the guns of the humans never cease as what was once her brothers in arms got mowed down but, there she was weak and couldn't do anything. Although she was getting treatment rather than what her allies were receiving.
Soon, questions began to pop out of her head like "Why was she being spared and why were they killing the others?" She though in her weaken state and as time flies by more questions were generated until she finally blacks out.
The elven would later awoken to the sound of bumping and mechanical machinery. Namely waking up in the car of a train. Her head had been bandaged up and for some reason - the pain before had been reduced to a dull ache.
In addition she wasn't alone, sadly though it was with other humans. Namely women, children and some old folks as well - all 'people' of the World Eaters and they looked as bad as her.
Carrying the wounds and injuries that was common for orc axes, dwarven guns or elven arrows. A young woman was going to and from the people - namely checking their wounds. She even stopped at the elf, turning her head around and checking the wounds then moving on.
It seems rather than being treated, she had been mistaken for a young human woman. As evident, by also the blanket that had been covering her form. With the dirt and grime - and her ears hidden, she'd look barely a teenager.
At first the elf was scared as she imagine what the humans would do it they found out that she was not their own but, rather the enemy. Soon, though of torture and being executed infront of their own kind traveled throughout her thoughs so she tries to stand up and tries to find the exit.
But, to no avail as soon as she tries to stand up motion sickness kicks in as it being her first time being in a train forces her to sit down as nausea kicks in. Soon, she becomes pale and quite visible until she wraps herself with the cloth.
As time goes by she starts thinking of the numerous ways that she was going to undergo before she was ultimately killed and was only worsen due to the motion sickness.
It seemed her rather pale image drew the attention of others - whom also called back the nurse. It wasn't much to fight against, as the medical professional checked her pulse and touched her forehead. Despite what she had seen and witnessed, it appeared that there still existed some sense of mercy among these humans.
As she was given some water to drink, then helped up and walked into another car. The elven could see - as they moved to another car, that they were onboard some mechanical transportation.
This other car looked more, furnished as she was sat behind a table and soon enough had some food brought to her. Namely some tomato soup and bread.
Still nausea was still kicking in and that didn't help with her paranoia as she though the food had poison in it. She didn't toouch it or eat because of this thinking. "Just end it."
She said in her native language quickly noticing her mistake she quickly follows up with "What is this?" She said in what she heard the humans were taking in failing in pronoucing it but, was able to communicate some of what she wanted to say.
The nurse didn't seem to look troubled, when she had spoken in her native tongue. As she assumed, that the not-elven had likely been from some remote part of Siberia. The places had once housed hundreds of various people - some of which spoke a completely different language at that.
"Tomato soup," she replied - although, not sure if the woman understood her. The nurse soon picked up a spoonful of the stuff and tasted it, wondering if it had been too hot. "It's fine see...a bit on the cold side though. Eat up...I'll be back later."
Although, how much the elven understood of that was a different thing - atleast the nurse had taken a sip of it, proving it wasn't poisoned. As it was, the elven would also notice other people eating here as well - as haggard looking as her, but with a sense of hope in their eyes.
As the nurse calmly and kindly asked she taken a few more sips of the soup but, didn't know it was soup, for what she understood from the nurse was the word soup. The soup taste good causing her to take some more to fill up her stomach.
Though she was still nausea, she felt better after consuming the meal. Now able to think more clearly, she takes a look at her surroundings as she plans a way out as she was still too afraid at the though of what the world eater would do to her after finding out what she really was.
Still, she was still shocked and confuse that the world eaters took really good care towards their wounded and sick as the orcs would just hack away or leave those that were too sick on their own.
Unluckily for her - there wasn't many ways to get off the train. As it seemed to be moving at a very fast pace - faster than anything a dwarven engineer could think to invent or make. It seemed to be moved by some strange locomotion. There wasn't any taste or smell of magic in the air - so it might be an interesting throught to figure out - how such a mechanical thing moved.
She sigh at defeat at her situation, cause it looked like escape was impossible so she waited and tried to be as discreet as possible taking a few sips from her tomato soup as she waits for the perfect time to escape.
though she did take interest with how the train worked and function but, since she was already in a tight spot she couldn't afford to get more attention.
Sadly her escape might be put on the back-hold. Since soon enough, all of the people were gathered together - so nobody would get lost, since the train had to return to Moscow as soon as it deposited its cargo in Warsaw. As soon as the train stopped, they were quickly shuffled outside.
Straight into a city, that she had likely never experienced - well, atleast alive and functioning. Buildings and structures, that reached ten times above her - some even reaching into the very sky itself. That was honeycombed by armed humans. Namely dozens of them everywhere - on every rooftop, window. Even the train station they had arrived to, had guards there - armed with iron weapons.
Although, while that was the scary part for her - to the rest, it was calming. Since namely there were dozens of aid workers there - with all sorts of various articles of clothing, food and papers. Soon enough the gathered mass of people and her - were directed forward.
Seeing the city for the first time filled her with all sorts of emotions but, namely with dread and wonder as she starts to panic internally as their was no way that so she could be escape alive and with her still barely intact left ear their was little to no way that she could sneak her way out.
So she took a huge the group of humans she was with following them and acting as humanly as possible, soon, she arrives to the aid worker and like the rest picked out what clothing she would get and then picked up her food following the line safely being undiscovered for now.
She was also handed some paper and piece of metal to write with. Namely it was a form to fill out - her name, birthdate, skillset and so on. Luckily for her another human, sat next to her - his hand soon tapping the upper portion of the tiny metal piece - which had a smaller point come out, which he used to start writing in ink onto the paper.
She followed the human with what she was doing and failing to some degree to the point where it was benificial to her, as it was different to the point where they had both different names, dates, and age and was barely right for most of it.
This was strange as this was so different from what she had gotten used to back at ber homeworld as this method of writing was so different and surprisingly more easilier than what she was used to.
Though it seems like the World-Eaters weren't just all about killing and massacres like she was forced to believe in by the various orc shamans wanted.
When it would be returned, the aid worker looked rather confused, since some words and letters didn't mix and match what she was ordered to get. That prompted her to call, another human - namely somebody more finely dressed. With her handed another paper, and sat down with the human.
It became an hour long process - of trying to make her understand some of the words and letters, that she was supposed to understand or write. A thing, that her heritage could come in handy with - as it'd allow her to learn some pieces of the human language. Although, there wasn't much ways her talent of 'hunting' could fit into the modern world - so she was categorized as simply, 'non-specialized work'.
After the whole ordeal was done, the elf was confuse not because she was in a different world full of different things but, the fact that the humans we're so trusting of the elves as it seems like she was allowed to live in their world despite being once enemies.
And it even seem like she was also given a job just for staying in line and filling up a piece of parchment though she did do some back in her homework this was the first time she received a job this fast. Though she didn't know what it was exactly.
For her effort, she was also handed something special. Namely a book - namely for her to help learn about the language of the nation she was in. Afterwards, her items were packed up and placed into a backpack and then handed to her - a rather very comfortable and easy way for her to transport her belongings.
Afterwards, she was placed into an open-bed truck with several other people and driven off. Namely to a subsidized piece of housing, that the Eastern European Coalition had established to help house the millions of refugees from Russia. Her group it seemed, was also combined of people from various ethnic parts of this land called 'Russia'.
It was kind of funny, from being an injured enemy - to now suddenly, being inside of a home. The place they had gotten, was sparse - by modern standards. By the elven' standards it looked like the home of a merchant. What more, with a simply flick of an object, that was attached into a wall - the room was made brighter.
The elf lighten up at the bulb and the various things in the room from the simple drawers to the large mirror attached to the wall. Then she saw it her once prideful elven ears was long gone.
"So thats why they were so nice." She said with sadness as she tries touching her deformed ears. As tears form up as being cut off from magic and her ears would she be still an elf? Soon, she attracts the others attention as she starts crying.
They didn't understand her reason, for being saddened or rather assumed. While it was not much to offer - to somebody they likely didn't understand. One of the human women came over, an older women - who had seen enough pain and misery in her lifetime.
As she did with many of her own children, she pulled the distraught teen into a warm hug. Trying to soothe her pain, with words she likely didn't understand. While the reason was fake, the attempt was all honest and decent.
She continued to cry until she couldn't still in embrace with the old lady. After she calms down, she thanks the woman for her effort. She retreats to her bed as she examines her belongings, pulling out some of her gear and she tries to prepare for what was to come on this new life of hers. She embraces the gear tightly as she falls finally falls asleep.
In the next morning, she was awoken to the smell of food and another human gently waking her up - mentioning work. It was something she had been given by the 'agent' back at the train station. Despite the orcs war against these humans - they still seemed to be living in luxury. As the food she was provided, some canned beans, sliced cucumbers and some oatmeal - was likely something she never had tasted.
As she tasted the food, she looked like a child that just tasted the food and fell in love with it for the first time. She started eating more and loved every bit of it, soon she was able to finish all of it looking stuffed and ready to meet what today was ready to offer.
Despite her sudden arrival, and arrival of many thousands - the city itself was still a beauty to see. Compared to orc strongholds there was also a sense of security and law. Namely as people walked along and didn't mind their fellow people. As it was evident, as numerous merchant shops lacked the basic necessity of having guards or security around. Keeping their items of sale, right behind a glass window.
For the moment though, she'd have to enjoy the sights later - as even with her wounds, and that of the others. They were all gathered up like before and showed to a factory - here, Silvia could see, how truly powerful Humanity was. Now she could truly believe the dwarven proverb: technology was the way of the future.
These humans, they took technology and logic to its maximum peak - as she could see all sorts of machinery at work.
As a twisted turn of fate Silvia didn't know if fate was kind enough to save her or if this was one of its twisted games.
These humans were not like the arrogant humans that she had came know throughout her numerous journey, these humans truly deserved the title world eater as she saw for first time how mass production was able to beat the dwarf' mastery of the craft.
These humans can easily equip their armies in a night, and they can feed their people with luxury and above all they have time with themselves.
She was glad at the same time sadden to this realization, as she was safe as long as she stays on this side but, she can't help but, worry for her friends and allies on the other side.
That was mostly outside the factory. Inside Silvia saw how truly technological the humans were - without any hint of magic, they toiled and worked. Inside she could see, how the armored chariots truly were. Simple pieces of steel, folded and made - heated and added. She saw how, mechanical contraptions worked on an assembly line - easily placing bolt after bolt into a socket. Alive...yet also lifeless.
These humans had unlocked the secret of automatons without knowing anything of magic - like the elven had. It was both humbling to see, how meager the iron machines were - yet also awed, how such a piece of metal and iron could be brought to live and inflict such devastation.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing as it didn't matter how much they steal and looted the modern humans would have more down the line. Soon, she remembered seeing a wagon full of those guns which already surprising by its own.
And she had seen the fate of the dwarven workshops and how much they produce and contrast to the humans it would take years of continuous work to get this close in supplies
Soon enough, she was placed behind a bench - an instructor coming over to her and showing what she had to do. Namely place an object inside another one, and then pass it on the other person. Despite their tech prowess - it was rather simply task.
Almost as simple as a child to do - but it was given to her and she had to do this for six hours it seemed. While able to listen to the talks of the other workers.
She followed what was shown to her, quickly getting the hang of it, as she continues on for the next few hours but, still she she felt sad, as she was helping the enemy now, so she couldn't help but, feel like a traitor to her world and to her kind.
But, this was her reality now and she had no way to go back, she can only just move on and live her new life. "What was the worse that could happen she still had 600 more years in her life." She said trying to cheer herself up.
As Silvia sat there, she could hear the talk of the other workers - namely talking about the Invader 'scum' and 'menace'. It might have been expected, the orcs talked the same way about the World Eaters after all. Although, it soon became rather interesting - and the workers started debating among themselves.
Namely on why - such beasts would attack them in the first place, since the modern humans had done nothing wrong to them at all. Soon there were talks about - new frontier, portals and Legacy. A name that seemed to utter bitter hate among the workers - could the humans have had a traitor in their society. One whom had caused this at the start?
The talks attracted the attention of silvia as she listens closely to the convensation between the two. "What were they saying, it was them that started the war." She though to herself then realizing that most of the information was being held by the orcs the vanguards of the fantasy world.
She leans closely to them as they started to shift the conversations what this new frontier was. "Whats the new frontier?" She mistakenly utters catching the attention of the duo.
The two Russian women, didn't look much offended by that - as gossip was in the female blood. "New girl? Huh, where you been living?" one chuckled, before the other elbowed the second one. Then started to explain everything to Silvia. Namely, what the orcs were calling World Eaters was completely wrong in itself.
As the woman explained about Project Exodus - namely Humanity' search for new worlds and likely new frontiers to settle in. As many nations were doing this under the aegis of Legacy. A supposedly, big company and a decent one at that. Then how suddenly everything went wrong, all Gate Projects unleashed devastation at their points. Then came such Invaders - hostile and killing humans without any reason or mercy.
Then adding some note of anger - about Legacy. Whom established the Gates in the first place, and how they likely were responsible for all of this. Not to mention jamming something called a 'communication network'. This likely changed everything. Neither side would sue for peace - since both assumed the other the enemy.
Soon, it was making sense to her, that the war was a mistake and was brought upon assumptions and confusion. But, at the same time things didn't make sense as this "legacy." was the cause of all of this, still if that was the truth then all those sacrifices was for vain.
"Where's Legacy?" She asks from the russians, patiently waiting for the answer and taking note of all of it, still the key to all of this mess was this legacy that they spoke of. For she believes that legacy knows what really happened.
"We don't know gal. Seriously, all of their bases were likely abandoned. Plus without long-distance communication, we don't know nothing," replied one.
"I heard that they were on the Moon," said the second one. That truly cemented the power of the modern humans, they had a base on another planetoid outside of their own planet.
"Moon?!" She shockily asked with unbelieving eyes, if it was the moon that she was thinking than these race were completely more advance than all of the races in the fantasy world combined.
She quickly gets back to work as she was forgetting to do it causing problems with the one besides her, making her suvervisor yell out in frustration.
Their work ethic was a bit different as well - as she was given authority for 'coffee breaks' and 'lunch breaks'. Namely being provided food for simply being at work - even luxury of washing herself at the factory' worker showers. It seemed, that she had also 'made friends' - as the two Russian women had decided to call her 'little sister'. Since they assumed her from the farther reaches of their nation.
They didn't mind sharing towels or advice - in some more delicate issues as well. "So, new gal. Wanna come see the parade?"
The parade was a show of force of the kingdom or a country so she agreed in the guished of knowing how powerful they really are so she preps up and tries tasting her coffee and burned her tongue in the process almost dropping the mug spilling a sizable amount of coffee.
"Its bitter." She said with a slightly burned tongue causing her to speak in a more cutesy tone giving off the sense of a defenseless little creature.
Her friends found it a little hilarious, before placing it down onto the plate and told her to wait a bit to let it cool down. "It's supposed to be bitter. Coffee is meant to energize you and keep you awake. Trust me on that girl, its a god-send when your trying to wake up in the morning with a hangover."
"Thanks." She tries to say with her burned tongue. Soon after a while her tongue healed making it easier to talk again. "So the parade when is it?" She asks almost perfecting it but as usually fails to pronouce at the last second.
"Just after work. Don't worry, we'll show you to the grounds. Else you might get lost in the big city," they chuckled, padding her shoulder.
She smiled with the kindness they have show her so she nods in agreement. "she could trust them" She though to herself as she goes back to work, but still her fear lingered she was thinking of her small tribe still on the otherside.
She wanted to know how they were and if they were doing well, and she hoped that after all of this was done she could finally see them all alive and safe.
She smiled with the kindness they have show her so she nods in agreement. "she could trust them" She though to herself as she goes back to work, but stil her fear lingered she was thinking of her small tribe still on the otherside.
She wanted to know how they were and if they were doing well, and she hoped that after all of this was done she could finally see them all alive and safe.
Their work lasted for about four more hours - before the trip of girls could head out. At least Silvia could wear a hood to cover her damaged ears. All the while they walked towards the location - on the way, Silvia could see the sign for a library. A place where she could educate herself even more.
Her interest was pique of the sights of the building but, was confused of why would be should a place would be this big. "Can we enter?" She asked while pointing her finger to the library.
Books in the fantasy world was rare and well guarded, and it was only the dwarfs and the humans that have actually started collecting and preserving them as their kingdoms grew and ultimately became more powerful.
She recalled that the largest and grandest of all the library was the library of iron, housed in the high mountain, home to the most powerful of all the dwarfs. And also the most merciful out of all, she even remembered that he was pushing for reforms for their government with something unheard of before and that was what he had called "the even mountain government." in his tongue and with its tenants pushing for the rights and development of its people's pontential.
"Sure. Everyone is free to go and read. Just don't talk loudly and injure any books," they spoke, leading her inside and letting her see the many rows of books upon shelves.
There was many kind - history, geography, economy, language, even a 'fantasy' line.
The piles of books caught her in surprise as the building was almost in par of thr famous dwarven library that her world has used to call it.
Without any hesitation she started reading on the history of these world but, barely got out of the first page as reading and speaking russian was two very different subjects.
While there wasn't many ways to understand - it seemed that reading wasn't her forte here. Luckily the librarian came over to her - and asked if she wanted to use a computer instead. "It is like a book, but you can search through the internet. Granted, it is only what we have in the EEC but something..."
"What's the internet?" She answers, completely confused at both the word, computer and the internet. But, her curiousity got the best of her and she eagerly accepted. "Can you help me." She whispers to one of her companions quite shy and cutesy in time.
"Alright you farmer girl," they replied, sitting her behind a fancy plastic screen. This one with a glass panel infront of it.
Soon enough, the two of them showed Silvia the item of a computer. Namely something of a calculus at it's basic and then times a million.
Then was the internet - a collection of a billion pieces of information. All connected through meager cables through the ground.
"Sorry. Just the EEC datanet here. Bastard Invader sea-creatures must have snapped the underwater cable connecting the continent with America..."
In retrospect - the information contained in the internet was almost a million times greater than all of the written down knowledge of Silvia's and the other fantasy races combined... throughout their history.(edited)
Seeing the computer for the first time was very confusing, with questions like how was this a book?, how do you use this?, what kind of information can she get?, and mostly when do I start to read? Because, of this she looked in disbelief as the screen was still the same, a small hill and blue clouds just above it.
And as her friends starts explaining the computer and the internet, her disbelief was challenged, as the screen shown different types of information and pictures soon, flooded the monitor. Showcasing different kinds of data and pictures, mostly of propaganda and other various EEC approved information.
They soon showed how she could use it herself.
Namely the historical sector was rather bland but accurate. At least the beyond the first hundred years.
She quickly took to it mostly looking at the pictures and weapons that the site has to offer as reading for now was out, though she was able to read and understand a few words it was not enough to make any concrete opinion and intrepretation but, the pictures sent chills to her body as some of it has been excessive.
After a while she of scrolling though the database she finally makes her way to the parade to really see how much military might this nation had.
Silvia would soon be lead with the others to a very large plaza - namely the parade had already begun. In addition to the infernal loud music, that humans liked to play and use and somehow be able to listen. While the words were almost hard to understand - one didn't need to understand what they were...singing. The infernal music was performed by a special troupe of soldiers, while the rest of them seemed to be singing along.
It was both awing and rather scary sight to see - as both men and women marched in unison, weapon hanging at their chest or in their hands. What was beyond awing would be how they moved, it seemed like they moved like on cog - as she would find it hard to find a single boot or weapon hanging out of place. Their discipline was unanimous and unbreaking - both the men and women. A single officer leading this massive horde infront of the parade. Then like thunder, they swiped their heads and saluted at the crowd. One might wonder, how the orcs could match such a force - that seemed to have assembled in barely a few months. While training an orc warrior took, several years at most.
That was counting only the 'ground soldiers' - that seemed to be in the thousands, and every one of them looked deadly themselves. Then came the 'machines' - the armored juggernauts with the barrels, that used to spew molten metal at their enemies. This time, they were much, much bigger. In addition, they seemed also much more armed - if that could even be possible.
The parade was impressive to say the least, as the iron behemoths and discipline soldiers was unlike any other that she had ever witness, even if you gather all the armies in one place, against this level of display military might then this would win a hundred times over. These people were every bit war like just like the rest of the races back in Titania but, the difference was that these people know how to conduct warfare while they don't.
This army could punch through several lines of defense that they had in place, as the famous dwarven battle tanks was still fairly far away. and even if they were there, they would have made little to no damage whatsoever, so she wished once more that her tribe was still safe after this war was done.
The music was terrifying to the elf as it was making her scared and scared by every beat, this music was attacking her weakening her resolve making her paranoia even worse, making her frown by every moment. Soon, it inspired fear inside her as the sound seems to make the men and women larger and more powerful than what they should have looked like and should have been.
Soon enough, it stopped - as did the soldiers, turning in unison to face a podium. Where a delegation of several individuals arrived - namely the delegates of their respective countries, the Council of Twelve and the Chairman in question, Vladimir Yurovitch Hackett. As he soon took the microphone and started speaking - luckily, it was slow enough for Silvia to hear. As his voice seemed to be amplified many times over with the human technology in his hand.
"My fellow countrymen, just two years ago - we had been enemies, going at each other throats like mad dogs. Today we stand together as one. Together, against our hated enemy," he spoke, starting a long speech - that was both inspiring and felt kinda dull and boring as well.
"-we stand here today. United. Whether we be Slavs, Finnic, Christians or otherwise. We aren't here as allies - we are here as brothers and sisters. As humans. Today, our resolve is stronger than ever. Here we stand, bloodied yet never beaten. Today we stand here, together arm in arm - with our fellow men and women."
"We have all heard. Our world is fighting back, our people - our fellow humans are fighting back against these freaks of nature and their ilk. Soon we will go on the offensive, we will fight house by house, city by city - until we reach their world. There! We will pay back every man, woman and child - that had been slaughtered by these monsters, who have shown no sign of mercy, reason or logic. They are animals. No, they are worse than animals....for an animal might understand. These green freaks don't."
"Some of you, might be afraid. But take heart - the Invaders have not broken our spirit or our will to fight back. Help each other, fight together and remain united. The mere fact, that millions of my countrymen call this land now our home - is proof of our ability to overcome any challenge before us. Today - you all have a mission. Our fellow humans call for aid in the Balkans. Will we answer?!"
"URRRRRRAAAAAAA!"As the yell for actions starts to echo in the streets, Silvia couldn't help but, fear for her beloved people that she left behind, while she felt hatred for the orcs for bringing upon unimaginable destruction and calamity to her home. Their promise for wealth, power, fame, and the golden age to come was doom to fail in the beggining, for they had awaken and angered a sleeping giant, a collosal that can end her world and all that she had a bond with was doom because of them.
But, there was still hope, she just needed to mend relationships with this giant, appease it, and make it reconsider, for this giant that she feared was benevolent and merciful as she had experience today. The chances of sucess was slim but, she is ready to lay down her life for her people and all that she cared for.
She just needed to learn their ways, talk their language, and earn their trust. If she was to have a chance and thats all she needed, though this task could take all of her live to accomplish this is what she had promise herself to do in this right moment.
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