The Hobbit Pale Orc Novels & Stories

She finally ran away from the orc when we met her, hence her attitude. However, an orc killing a sparrow? Orcs are known to be loving creatures despite their gigantic size. They’re like large golden retrievers. “Even if that sounds impossible, there must be another part of the story. We are near the place Dragon King told us about. We will hear more about it after we get there.” I could already see the big gate in front of us. After we entered this gate, we might have a hard time going out. I paused in my steps, letting the others walk ahead of me.

Mia did not expect the giant ice beast's fur to stand up on its ends like steel thorns. They tore apart Mia's pride, her white silks. It roared angrily like a monster from the deep abyss. Its roar tremored the air and hurt Quinn's and Mia's eardrums so badly that they lost their hearing momentarily. The Orcs took the opportunity to attack. They were in their most powerful form as they were determined to take Quinn and Mia for themselves.

I was going to take every stone, every secret from this cursed place and make it mine. We ventured deeper into the rift’s scarred valley, and that’s when we heard them—low growls, followed by heavy, clawed steps echoing against stone. Then they emerged. A tide of orcs poured from the mist, their green-gray skin marred with jagged black scars and mana corruption. Their eyes glowed white. Magic-fused. Twisted by the rift’s power. They charged. I didn’t wait for orders.

, she pushes open a door to the hiss of machines and furnaces,- "you better finish this, old man!" An older orc was bent near the furnace, his hand holding some contraception that seemed to move and whirr like it had a heart. An eagle-owl sat beside him, silently observing the fire. As the trio entered the room, the old man stood up, and turned to face them. He removed his glasses, and Aelanor gasped inwardly as the whites in his blind eyes shone brilliantly in the dark.

"Last time I checked I didn't agree to any of this!" But nobody seemed to hear me. "What do you think, my good Hora?" Tepi turned to the green-skinned Oracle. The Oracle pulled the hood of his black cloak, giving us a full view of his terrifying face, which was a lot more terrifying than ever. The Hora's curved fangs resembled a pair of elephant's tusks, sticking out of his thick dark-green lips. His eyes were red and slightly glowing like burning coals. The Oracle might give me nightmares for weeks on end after this.

But somewhere in that spectrum. "I see, until when do you plan to hide yourself? Are you afraid to get killed?" Those creatures are far less intelligent, likewise they easily get triggered when they are called cowards. As expected two large orcs showed themselves as the lowest tier orcs, but they were a rare monster in E-tier quests since their strength boasted that of D-tier. And so, it happened when I took a step forward. Bang!! The wall got destroyed upon the appearance of the pale-red skinned Orcs.

This one tore through the northern village, right beyond the castle’s reach. The air shimmered, and from the rippling vortex poured gigantic orc-beasts—twice the size of even the elite dark orcs from before. Their skin glowed like lava rock, pulsing with red cracks. They held jagged weapons made of bone and rune-metal, and their mouths stretched in howls that shook the trees. Within minutes, chaos erupted. I sprinted down the stairs, barefoot, summoning wind armor as I moved. Guards clashed in the lower halls. Children screamed. From my link with Edric, I felt a wave of urgency crash into me like ice.

The orc nodded and held the palm of his hand out to me. I looked at the orc. He nodded with narrow eyes. I hesitantly touched my palm to his. He closed his eyes. I could feel something searching me, like the air around me. I focused and could see his green aura wrapping around me, probing at my limbs. He pulled away and looked back over his shoulder. He nodded at the orc. "She is the daughter of Matei Popov." "I told you I was. Now, what do you want?" The orc stepped closer to me. He smiled a big pointy tooth grin. "A kiss."

Eight feet of pure horror bounding through the woods, towards the horde made up of at least twenty high orcs. High Orcs were normal orcs who evolved due to their high intake of mana from the surroundings. They are commonly found since mana is everywhere but for there to be a horde of this many High Orcs then both their physiques that cause them to take in so much mana and the forest which is filled with mana are highly compatible. My wolf, half the size of the smallest orc in the group, lunges straight at the throat of one of the High Orcs. It holds it in place with his massive claws then rips out the throat before the overgrown orc has any chance to swing its club.

One word popped up in his head, [Orcs! This world had Goblins, so why not Orcs? He tried to remember everything he could about Orcs from his previous world. There were some discrepancies between western fantasy and eastern fantasy when it came to Orcs. Eastern fantasy usually depicted Orcs as big pig like humanoids. However in western fantasy, especially Tolkien, Orcs were corrupted Elves. [Tusks are more of a pig feature, but other than that she was pretty humanoid. If it wasn't for her bulging muscles mixed with excessive fat in some areas, she could even be somewhat attractive.] Having this thought made Will shudder even more, having lived in a civilized world, the very idea of forcing hi