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Chapter 10

**Day of the Moon, 14th of the Month of the Dark Shades.**

It is the month of Dark Shades and Indeed my path is shaded by a darkness so
terrible it is most enjoyable. I have wandered the mountains now for a moon
and I have came across many band of orc. Yes they are indeed like there
Underdark cousin, fearful and untrustworthy they have proved very
uncooperative thus far.

However I have obtained an important piece to the puzzle that vexes me so...I
managed to interrogate one of the little bastards of which I had just
destroyed his friends. Though they are far more brash in numbers they are
easily cut down like the harvest of mushroom in the deep Underdark.

Between his helpless scream's he managed to banter a word that stopped my axe
from pressing further in his fragile chest. The word "GROBBAK!" he cried
mercilessly as if some form would rescue him from his imminent doom. The orc
rabble feared him with a depth unimaginable, the sheer utterance of his name
brought a chill up both my spine and the spines of those orc cut down in my
path.

Who was this terrible and powerful being...from where did he draw his power?
I knew then whom it was that I needed to seek out, from whom which the
strength of my soul and spirit could possibly draw from. Something as dark
and feral as Grobbak had to be worshiped...must be worshiped...I would seek
him out...nothing would stand in my way.

It had occurred to me as I set out again, only guided by the strange void in
my soul, that I had slain many of the Lords own kind. Would this anger the
mighty Diety? I think not...I believe from the very essence of my spirit that
the those worthy to worship the "Grimace" as he is called must be worthy
first to stand at his feet...to submit to his will and be capable of carrying
out his wishes..his commands. It is hard to think that such noble tasks could
be completed by the banter I have encountered thus far. Though I do not doubt
there are mighty orc warriors who exist to destroy for the "Reaper" I believe
that there may be few who could spread his word as I may be able to.

I now am joined with a dangerous path...should the Lord not accept me as a
humble servant...slave for that matter, it could mean my end. Though death
would be the sweeter path taken than to live with this undirected void that
engulfs my soul.

Yes I shall seek this Grobbak and devote myself to his will...Any and all who
stand in the way of this shall be destroyed. I will prove my worth and I
shall conquer and plunder as I please in this pitiful surface world should he
bless me with his divine and dark sanctity.