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The break up of the Old Valusian empire gave rise to the current states as they are, roughly three hundred years ago, and can be attributed to their encounters with the Odunmar refugees. The Odunmar were an ape like form of man-like creature, widely called Urog, Uruk or Orc in various languages, and while haggard and worn, fiercely resisted imperial border forces, untill, like so many other tribes they were given land to settle. For a hundred years the Odunmar provided first clas heavy infantry, well armed and armored in segmented iron armor, for the Odunmar were skilled smiths, well versed in the forging of iron. And then, the force that was driving the Odunmar across an inhospitable desert, the Bogardun.
The Bogardun were a twisted cult of fire worshippers, who having seized upon some dark alchemical secret of fire, a fire that burned unnaturally hot, and could project flaming arrows and spears. The greatest of Bogardun warriors were known to bear some alchemical harness, and immolate themselves and destructive and terrifying ways. And their terrorism of the home land had driven many other tribes before them. This wave of frenzied and desperate brushed aside the hill forts of the Odunmar, and swept into the heart of the Valusian empire.
Into the hilly river valleys the horde swept, through dark forests the struck into Aloria. But over time, the fanatical willingness for death amongst the Cult weakened it's hold over the various tribes, and the Bogardun horde ground itself up, devolving into petty squabbling regions, but not before slaving the flower of the Valusian legions, with several emperors slain on the battle. The outlying provinces broke away, and the central authority of the emperor was impotent, Aloria and the Valusian lowlands were left to their own ability.
Old valusia, as it's known, is largely empty land, with vast tracts of land, formerly the domain of the vibrant freeholder class, now bought up and used as pasturage for the Old Nobility, who employee slave labor in prodigious amounts. The army of Old Valusia, such of it is, consists of the nobles fighting as cavalry, and vast numbers of mercenaries recruited from the Orc tribes, renegade Alorians, and vast numbers of professionals from the lowland city republics.
The Orcs, reduced to such savage bestality by the Bogardun cultists, have begun to reclaim their former sophistication. The vast swamps of the Orclands have been driven back by a sophisticated system of dikes and put under till, while the Orcish towns in the hills ring with the sounds of anvils, many powered by water, or increasingly a strange contraption of pipes and boiler, with hissing steam. And many of the Orcs have begun to change.
While to Odunmar and many other Orcs are known for their great height, and long arms, even allowing them to run on all fours have remained in the plains, the Morag who conquered the Drak forest(that big forest between the two mountain ranges seperating Aloria and Orduinlund) have become squatly built, with powerful and strong nails, almost like claws, and they dwell in the trees, with strange cities built atop the boughs of the vast, dense forest. They even seem to have an almost empathy with the forest, for all attempts to drive them from the forest have suffered a forest suddenly hostile and almost aware.
The Urog, Uruk and Gordan have also lost much of the great height of the plains dwells, with much more man-like proportions, and are most responsible for the nascent industry of the Orcs. As of yet, no one tribal alliance has managed to impose its authority over the others, and the constant warfare between them has spared the many nations bordering them.
A new, and frightening new weapon used by the Orcs, is the Baradum, "thunder spear", a long metal tube, used in a manner similar to a crossbow or arbalest, but it discharges fire and thunder, and strikes men dead, through the heaviest armor from any distance.
I suspect that people who speak or write properly are up to no good, or homersexual, or both
