Role

Chapter 6

Gods were all right, in Pleebert's book(Not that orcs know how to read), as
long as they were on her side. They were things of great power, which scared
Pleebert. Orcs, as their culture worked, were always afraid of things more
powerful than themselves. Gods, though, invoked a different kind of fear in
Pleebert. It was a fear of retribution, not random aggression, and it was
definitely not a fear that made her want to serve them.

Though she was fearful of these all powerful beings, her fright did not deter
her from attempting to piss off the Gods of the light. There had been many
times where, in front of Corrlaan's Archon at his shrine, she would drop trou
and empty her bowels on the ground as a form of desecration. More than once
had she pissed in Rayihn's bath-waters. Her only fear came from, when
interacting with the divine, that she would bite off more than she could
chew. She would gladly trade with them, sure - Maybe some steaks, corpses, or
items for whatever favor she could gain(This was the same trading style used
in the Grinning Skull Village) but she was afraid that she would be pulled
TOO deep into interaction with the Gods, that she would be forced permanently
in their service.

Gods of the Light were something she would never deal with, and she would
much rather just slaying their followers and pissing in their temples. Gods
of the Dark were something she was deeply afraid of, being as their deals
normally consisted around following a certain behavior(else they would smite
you). She much enjoyed the idea of benefitting from deals with the divine,
but was always careful never to step too deep into the "heavenly pool".

The Gods were known for their Machiavellian tendencies and their attraction
to interfering with mortals. It was understandable that the divine were
amused with little mortal play-things, but Pleebert thought of herself as
more than a toy. She was a Desecrator of The Holy. A bringer of fear and
Darkness. She was something that any dark force, wishing to expand its
politics in the mortal realm, should want on their side. The thought that a
God would think himself better than her, and would want to toy with her just
for amusement, enraged her. The idea of a bargain with a God appealed to her
immensely, but simply being a worthless toy with no potential was something
she abhorred.