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Chapter 680 1679 It turns out that no vermin is more adapted to the Nords of Skyrim than the orcs

Chapter 680 1.679 It turns out that no vermin is more adapted to the Nords of Skyrim than the orcs

"It turns out that no vermin is better adapted to the Nords of Skyrim than the orcs. These tusked orcs have occupied our beautiful lands since before Ysgramor crossed the Sea of ​​Ghosts. Although that era did not exist It is not in written records, but the history of the Companions mentions that they destroyed the orc stronghold in Skyrim as utterly as they drove the snow elves from the land.

Ork Strongholds are well-defended fortresses, usually located near mineral deposits.Each stronghold contained the infrastructure to support a dozen or more families, surrounded by walls designed to repel anything but a strong military.Many (Nord) lords are remembered in song, who (mostly) died fighting in vain to clear their lands of Ork strongholds.To make matters worse, without a Nord fortress to fight back, a destroyed stronghold would be rebuilt within a generation, and a Nord fort needed a steady supply of supplies and food stores.

Few lords can afford to defend that pile of stones for long, so the orc stronghold remains like smallpox in our lands.Some orc strongholds have existed this way for hundreds or even thousands of years.It is said that the ancient Orc stronghold of Cradlecrush in the East was never taken by force or abandoned, though the mines where it stood were exhausted.

The orcs of Skyrim reached their height of power when the Janshnag established their chieftainship in the early Second Era.Orcs were driven into Skyrim in great numbers as the Breton Allies and Redguards destroyed Orsinium.Banished from High Rock, Janshnag and his people fled east and took parts of Skyrim, areas they believed belonged to the Orcs by ancient privilege.King Svat of West Skyrim failed during his reign to prevent the orcs and Reachers from disrupting the kingdom of West Skyrim.The chieftain plagued Falkreath in the west for more than 30 years, until it was destroyed by the new lord of Falkreath in 2E 467, Harkerveld Jangsnag the Killer.

When Janshnag killed his father on the battlefield, Hackveld became the new Lord of Falkreath.All that the young lord inherited was a broken land, much of it still occupied by orc raiders from the west.It is said that Hackveld challenged Janshnag and many of his champions to battle in a ritual trial.He defeated each opponent in turn.How Hackveld came to know of this little-known orcish ritual remains unknown, but with the leader defeated, the followers of Janshnag abandoned the chiefdom.

With the destruction of the chiefdom, the orcs scattered further across Skyrim or returned to the mountains of Worthgard.The orc tribes originating from the Janshnag harbor a bitter hatred for the kings of Skyrim.Ironically, as the Orcs reconnected with the peoples of West Tamriel who destroyed their first homeland hundreds of years earlier, their hatred of the Nords grew. "——"Orcs of Skyrim · Sola the Far Drifter".

During the Tianchen War in 2E 583, the Dreadhorn Clan and the Tauren attacked Skyrim, first pointing at Falkreath.Hjurgol Skjoralmor, Lord of Falkreath at the time, dismissed the rumors as rumors.Using ancient Neid technology, the Tauren leader, Domihaus the Bloody-Horned, has become incredibly powerful.During the siege of the city by the Reachers, when the cowardly and incompetent Ruggor was trampled to death by the tauren chieftain while hiding in the lord's hall, his daughter Eerika Skjoralmor was in charge of the city's defense.But with the deepening of the war, the number is getting smaller and smaller.Until a group of adventurers came to the rescue, Erica moved the survivors from the Hall of the Dead to a nearby city.They then counterattacked, eventually repelling the Reachers and Tauren.

"Kark,

You once asked me how I could serve a cub half my age.It's insulting to say that, but I haven't given you a written answer, so I'll tell you now, while there's still time.

I returned to my hometown after defeating a somewhat famous Akaviri Snake Warrior.I offered my sword to the lord (Rugol) and became a member of the ranks, only to be rewarded with walking on the walls of the garrison.When the lord's wife and child needed a bodyguard for the coronation of High King Svargrim in Solitude, I jumped at the chance to leave the estate.

The journey seemed very dull until we left Loristed, and the peace was disturbed by the shock.We parked the caravan warily, waiting for some clearer danger signal.This is a fatal mistake.We stopped hesitantly in the path of a herd of galloping mammoths.They surged from the treeline (the forest's long edge) and passed us effortlessly, overturning wagons and trampling warriors.I managed to throw the lord's young daughter Erika out of the way when one of the beasts was about to fall on us in a death rush, but her mother and I weren't so lucky.Half buried under an avalanche of (mammoth) fur, I heard the angry roar of a giantess as she slapped the last guard out of her herd.The Giantess locked her eyes on me trapped under her dead mammoth, and I knew how it would end.

As her (giantess) shadow obscured the light, I gradually accepted my fate to come and didn't see Erika climbing onto the mammoth.I tried to yell, but my warning was drowned out by the child's angry yells, and even the huge figure in front of me was taken aback.I don't know if it was fear or regret that stopped the giantess, but she gave in to the fearless cub (Erika).Thanks to Erica, I survived, but her mother was not so lucky.With a broken leg, I stayed in the carriage for the rest of the trip, trying to comfort Erica as best I could, but she didn't need my sympathy.Her tears were as hard as ice.In fact she could bear the death of a loved one better than her father.While the lord keeps starting his council from the cup, the burden of responsibility falls on Erika (meaning that Jugol drinks to get by, Erika is running the city).

At 12, she strode into the bear den to fight the famine of early winter. At the age of sixteen, she led a handful of loyal swordsmen to drive the orc marauders from our lands. At 16, she slew the rampaging frost troll Raudhungr and earned the title of lord through deeds, not blood.In Falkreath, there is not a soul who does not owe Erika's favor and life.I am no exception.The reason this territory lasts is because there is steel in that woman's spirit, and we will need every shard of it in the days to come.

Thunder roared on the mountain, but it was not rain approaching in the distance.Reach's horn heralded the torrent to come, and the unfortunate tremor came too late.This may be the last time you will hear my words, so take the following to heart: I have never had a higher honor in my life than to serve Erika Scotjomer, nor have I ever sailed looser than dying by her side. The greater glory of Garter.

If we can ever talk again, it must be due to her.

your brother,

Torik" - A letter penned by a loyal housecarl of Thane Eerika Skjoralmor.

(End of this chapter)