Over twentyfive years ago Ra'sha's mother and her husband lived in the outskirts of Orcish territory, in a remote village named Ozguk. On a rainy day all men of the village went out hunting, leaving their beloved -or what Orc's consider as love- wives and daugthers behind. Many hours past and slowly but certainly the sky turned dark. Then, out of the blue, the sky turned red. Flaming arrows were pouring down from the sky, while houses were catching fire. Panic broke out, while the women and daughters were desperately trying to flee out of town. Unfortunately Imperials were closing in on them from all ankles. Many women were [censored] and killed that day, only a dozen of them actually survived and were taken back to a local Imperial Town as a trophy.

One of those women was my mother, Jarza. She was sixually assaulted multiple times, before she was taking to a cage in the middle of the centre. Months past, days felt like weeks. Little children threw rocks at my mother, men and women were calling her all kind of names, laughing at this pathetic orc in her tiny cage. However, the worse was yet to come. My mother found out she was pregnant of one of the men that [censored] her during the assault of Ozguk. At the end of the year I was born, named Ra'sha (meaning: survivor). The local community was ashamed that one of them had a child with my mother. It was pure luck that the Imperials decided not to kill me the very same day I was born, but as a reminder of the fact that I shouldn't have been born in the first place one of the local commanders scarved my face. Next, me and my mother were taken to the local jail, were we had to spent the rest of our lives.

It was in this jail, where I grew up. After ten years I was on my own, my mother survived the battering throughout all these years, but eventually became really sick. Nobody seemed to care, in the following months I saw my mother deteriorate. The strong woman she once was, is no more. That year, she passed away, in front of my own eyes. I would take another ten years before a miracle happened. It was the day I would be executed. Early and the morning, me and a group of Stormguards were taken to the chopping block. And, I would almost forget, a petty thief who have stolen some jewelry from the local elite. His luck was gone, nevertheless the suprised friend and foe with his pathetic attempt to flee from his http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381659517/555530B45192A8BC25D61739997EAC3EC334C27C/. In contrary, one of the Stormguard showed a lot of bravery by being the first to face his http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381644242/686D4E5E1D70AF8275BF2E0EDAF7647CCE884343/. Stupid, because if he had only wait a bit longer, he would have survived.

I was next. Face down I enjoyed my http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381647959/8E509853FF00520B368F7BD0F3FB7FCC9C130E2F/. Had it not been for a miracle, my face would have been right next to his one. Out of the fog a horrific http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381650423/AE3F63F357A64579747C344A9859F4B01671F17A/ casted a shadow on all of us. Shere panic broke out, I felt what my mother must have felt twentyfive years ago. On two occasions I was http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381652707/2EEA06DDD287CD555253D160BE525DFFC4DDB8C5/ away from this http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040381661456/04B473DFE54BB18BFC26A07844C454A32F447BF7/. I was nearly pissing my pants, but at the same time I felt strangly attracted to this beast which saved my life.

I fled into the keep and it was here, where my journey would begin. My name is http://cloud.steampowered.com/ugc/596954040383807741/8E5D6786C8BF2B308593043F1E0D1C840CFC4D1E/ and this is my journal.



P.s. 1) my foreign language is not English; 2) because of playability I had to set my graphic settings to high, instead of ultra.

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