Journal of Thrakha'zaguul. Obsidian, 250.
Chapter 1: Exile
It will not be with many regrets that I leave the great clan-holding. It is time for new lands, and new traditions. I told the council this, and if I am not wrong, one of the wise old orcs smiled behind his wolf-mask. The clan chief did not smile.
The only regret is to take leave of my brothers. Ashaash has led several warbands, and he said this: "The enemy will track you closely as soon as you leave our borders. Elvish assassins will strike before 18 new-moons have passed. Trade for gear with our clan caravan when it arrives in fall, but never fail to prepare your own tribe for battle. There are other third sons planning to immigrate to your stronghold when their terms in infantry are done. Named Broken and Dohon, they are brave Uruk warriors and serve with honor."
Yagduum has wisdom at council, and he said this: "Value your Snaga settlers, for they can match the quickness of elves with a bow. You should know that several young artisians such as Gamerlord plan to join your expedition next season, after their term of apprenticeship."
I soon met the rest of my traveling-companions. That is, I should say, my new clan mates.
*** Orcs of <<Ghoshash Snazaga>>, Cleaver of Ignorance ***
Thrakha the Orc, clan-leader, mason, mechanic (m)
Firehawk the Snaga, Chief of Hunters (m)
Keita the Corsair, Scribe and Speaker (f)
Gwathlobal the Dreamwalker, Shaman (f)
Demonbutter the Orc, Wood, bone and leather Crafter (f)
2 other snaga, a Woodcutter and a Miner
The first business was to borrow a map and pick a site for our new home. We chose a dry and mineral rich mountainside, with many trees for fuel, and untamed wilds full of beasts and game. Dreamwalker Gwathlobal spoke: the omens were poor for this place, that even a weak elf or human could settle this land, and it was unworthy of an orc. But: the clan has spoken with its voice, and I will listen. Perhaps when our clan grows strong, we will send our own expiditions to tame other lands.
Map
It is lucky to have a Corsair and a Dreamwalker in the party. A corsair already have the skill in appraisal needed to be Speaker: who barters with outsiders. And a Dreamwalker excels in medical skills needed to be Shaman: who heals the injured and calms the angry. Keita also has a little training in bookkeeping and organising, so she will also be Scribe.
Firehawk speaks: if we keep him equipped with bow and arrow for the hunt, he will keep us well stocked with food. Therefore, I take a small risk with the embark gear. I order less food and drink, remembering although Orcs do love a good drink, they can get by fine with water. We don't take a trained brewer or cook, although Meph has some skill as a grower. With the extra handful of coins I buy raw materials for bronze-crafting instead and tree-acorns for fuel. Since the soil is thin here we are sure to take some surface seeds. In order for this to work out well we will have to make sure to get a well and water source early; to keep Firehawk well equipped to hunt; and to get crops started in time for a fall harvest.
Goods
With planning complete, we set out, to rend the earth!
The site is not nearly as mountainous as I had been imagining. Although the map calls it "mountain," we are actually in some nice gently rolling foothills.