Twenty Sided Dice

Going around the hills, you can see a lot of bonfires along the river, dotted next to tents hastily erected with animal skins and sheep felt. There were rock-enclosed shacks with their backs on the hills, roofed with dry pine branches and furs, and the front doors were decorated with beast teeth and colorful stones. Siegel saw a few orcs quenching the tips of long wooden spears by the fire, and trying to throw them; two young men in furs beat each other with clubs, jumped over the campfire and chased each other, shouting On and on; a dozen orcs with **** sat in a circle, feathering their bows and arrows. Siegel thought there were no sentries at first, but from the snow behind him suddenly stood up a few dwarf orcs, they were covered with cloaks made of moss and twigs and covered with fresh snow, which perfectly blended in with the environment. . These people held very simple bows and arrows in their hands, and a few sharpened wooden spears were attached to their waists.

"Humph!" the orc shouted, untied the deerskin pocket behind him, and threw it on the ground. Most of the deer rolled out of their pockets, and naturally a woman came up to clean them up. Siegel expected to see the scene of welcoming his fellow citizens, but he saw only tension and alienation in the eyes of the villagers.

The Humk orc didn't care, or pretended to be indifferent, waved the mage to follow him, and led him through the camp. A few children who were not afraid of giving birth ran past Siegel, looked at Siegel curiously, and pointed at his appearance. However, in Siegel's view, the characteristics of the orcs in these children are more obvious than those of the older residents here, which is obviously the result of continuous intermarriage. Orcs grow faster than humans, and their traits can be passed on to offspring the fastest. When the part belonging to the human is not yet mature, the bloodline of the orcs can already begin to continue. Therefore, intermarriage between orcs, as the age of the union of men and women decreases, the characteristics of the orcs will appear more from the offspring.

The two came to the camp furthest from the river. There was an open space surrounded by fallen and withered pine trees, and there was a tattered tent in the middle. It can be seen that there was a heavy snowfall here not long ago, and the tent was collapsed by the snow. In addition to the tent, you can also see the dog's chain and several clay pots. Hunk orcs came here and started to pack up the tent without saying a word.

Siegel wanted to step up to give a hand, but was pushed away by Humke. Without any tools, the goblins dug up the snow with their own hands, erected the tent support again, **** the rags, and began to clean out the original contents. The orcs around didn't help either, they were still busy with themselves. The venison was divided up in the village, and each household was given a palm-sized piece. They also didn't come to Humke to thank him, and they went home with their food and grilled them on the fire.

Is this the living habit of the northern half-orcs? Siegel tugged at the short whiskers on his chin and thought as he looked around. It is unreasonable to form a tribe to do something if they don't help each other. And from the performance of the half-orc Humke, he is an excellent wild survivor, and there are no crops in this village. The members with hunting skills should have a higher status. What's wrong with everything?

The Humk orc packed up the tent and walked in on his knees. Siegel looked down and saw that he was kowtowing to a fist-sized cloth bag in front of him, hitting his forehead **** the ground each time. He also took out the ice dagger and put it next to the cloth bag, like a priest offering sacrifices, very pious.

After doing all this, Humk climbed out again, closed the tent door again, and covered it with snow to prevent it from being blown open by the wind. He dragged Siegel to the front of the rock-enclosed house with its back on the hills. Three pregnant women were grilling skewers of meat on a brazier at the door, what appeared to be squirrels and some kind of bird. When they saw Humk approaching, they lifted the hide curtain of the house and cleared the way.

Siegel followed the orc low and entered, and saw the middle-aged human inside. He was short and stout, about forty years old, and his eyes were very bright. A necklace of squirrel skulls was worn around the neck without any intimidation. His sturdy arms are covered with rune-engraved horn rings, and he is wearing thick fur for warmth, and he is actually covered with a heavy black ring armor. He was sitting on a round wooden bench beside the brazier, eating a bunch of roasted squirrels with relish, the hot grease running down the corners of his mouth and dripping into his gray-black goatee. He grinned cheerfully as he ate, showing a mouth of yellow teeth.

When he saw Hunk come in, he was stunned for a moment, then continued to smile. "You undead star, where did you harm this time?" When Siegel came in, he smiled even more cheerfully: "Who is this? Your spoils? It was an unfamiliar leprosy last time. Leather wolf, this time I picked up someone directly?"

"Humph." The half-orc's answer was still concise.

"You say this person is a witch sacrifice, or the **** of reproduction? We are missing a witch sacrifice, shouldn't we treat it well? Come and eat some kebabs, you are almost cooked when you come down from the volcano, right?" The man who grilled meat suddenly said. With Siegel's shocked look on his face, he stood up. "I'm Linko - Half Palm, the boss here, as you can see is a human. Who are you and where do you come from?"

"What did you say? Why do you call me a witch priest?" Siegel frowned. In the half-orc society, the witch priest is equivalent to the human priest, so he denied: "I am not a witch priest, but a mage, my name is Siegel."

"Okay, Siegel, welcome to my tribe. You were brought back by the hapless Hunk, and if it wasn't for the witch sacrifice, you would have suffered. I remember the mangy wolf he brought back last time, and he actually untied it. The chain stole the chickens in the village, got beaten up, and now fled into the field. You wouldn't do the same, would you?"

"No, never." Siegel shook his head, he decided to regain the right to speak. "Where is this village, and where is the nearest big orc town?"

"The village is on a snowy field, and this snowfield has only one northern name, called the Wasteland of Tears of the Sun. Fa... Mage Siegel, there is no big town with orcs around, otherwise we would have joined the army to the warm land. And you see There's no way that my appearance will be favored by the orcs, right?"

"You have a human face." Siegel nodded. Orcs worship the strong, but think that all orcs and humans are weak and crippled, and don't care about their lives and deaths. Especially a guy with a human-like appearance, even if he is a half-orc, he will be discriminated against. "It won't end well with the orcs. But are you really human, not a half-orc of less blood?"

"Not only do I have a human face, but my whole body is made up of human parts, including the part in my pants!" Lin Ke seemed insulted and almost unbuttoned his clothes to prove his innocence.

"No, I don't want to see any body, you better get dressed." Siegel waved his hand, and the half-orc Hunk agreed. "I want to ask you, do you know how to get to the road south of the City Wall Mountains?"

"City Wall Mountains." Lin Ke slammed his lips, and then said: "As soon as I heard it, I knew that it wasn't long before you came to the north side of the mountain. Here, we all call it the Sheepfold Mountains, not the City Wall Mountains. All humans are It is a sheep raised by orcs in captivity. After a period of time, go to cut the mutton and shave the wool. And young man, don't think about going back to the south, now all the roads are blocked. The orcs are marching, you don't want to slam into it? Wait until the war When it ends, there may be a safe path."

"The orcs are already mobilizing their troops? How many are there, and in which direction are they going?"

Lin Ke squinted at Siegel, and said, "Do you really think of me as a bachelor who can answer questions? If you can't keep your mouth shut and ask random questions, you will get into trouble. It's annoying. Although there are no orcs in the village, you still have to be careful about the misfortune coming out of your mouth."

"Hunk! Hunk." The orc stepped forward and blocked Siegel.

"Okay, I just said a few words, I won't really do anything to him." Lin Ke sat back in the chair and clapped his hands vigorously. A pregnant woman with a big belly came in after hearing the sound, put down the kebab in her hand, and then took out two more skins and gave them to Siegel and Lin Ke. There was nothing in front of Hunk, but he didn't care. Since entering the village, he has neither eaten nor drank, only shared things, but took nothing. Siegel was a little thirsty, so he opened the skin. The liquid inside was still warm, he sniffed it carefully, but couldn't tell what was inside.

"Drink, these are safe snow water, boiled with some spruce leaves." Lin Ke took a sip first, and then let out a comfortable sigh of relief. "It's not real tea, but it's the best thing without alcohol."

Siegel took a sip of spruce tea and found that the drink had a bitter taste on the surface, but there was a hint of sweetness in the depths. Obviously, the body liked the ingredients in it. This reminded him of another drink he had encountered before, so he asked, "Do you know the golden potion?"

Lin Ke frowned and said in a low voice, "Why do you mention that evil thing? We don't have addicted orcs here."

"Addictive?" Siegel asked, "What exactly is the golden potion?"

"I don't know the brewing method of the golden potion, I only know that it is very evil. The golden potion can only be exchanged from orcs~www.novelmt.com~ The taste is also strange, one is more mellow than ale and smells very sweet, But it tasted bitter and sticky, and it was very unpleasant to drink at the first try. However, the golden potion has a strong healing effect, and it can also keep the drinker warm, brave and powerful. Everyone likes this feeling. Many Orcs all go back to stock up on golden potions as healing supplies and food reserves. But they will find that they are more and more inseparable from its taste and effects, and would rather not eat or drink. Only a few orcs can resist the temptation of golden potions. , most of them end up as stable buyers of potions, exchanging large quantities of materials. They will start with cattle and sheep, then weapons and clothes, then their wives, and finally, destitute, and sell themselves as slaves. If you touch the golden potion, don't mention this thing in my village. As long as you say it, it will bring bad luck. It's like a humke, you can only say the word humke, and you can't say anything else."

"In other words, Hunk can actually speak, but he doesn't?"

"Hunk!"

"How could he know what he was going to express?" Siegel asked, "What witch sacrifice, what came down from the volcano, how did you know?"

"I am a psychic, I can talk to spirits, and they will tell me everything." Linke explained. "I can see the spirits of the ancestors behind everyone, and the ancestors of Humke will tell me what the poor boy thinks. But there is nothing behind you, and no spirits dare to say anything about you. It's true Very strange, maybe it has something to do with you being a mage. After all, after receiving the psychic blessing, you are the first mage I met, maybe there is something mysterious. Alright Sigal, welcome to the frozen land —The Wasteland of Tears of the Sun.”