The Hobbit Pale Orc Novels & Stories

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

asked Chaos. "Oh, we might leave that for another day, my lord. Look! The Orcs are coming faster than I had thought…" said Belphegor, as he pointed out with his flames shaped as a claw at the enormous army of over thousands of green-skinned burly men, who had large tusks coming out of their lower jaws, and fiery crimson eyes! They were all bald, and wore simple leather clothes, wielding gigantic weapons infused with shiny magic stones they mined around! These were authentic Orcs, the likes that Chaos had only see briefly in the books given to him when he was on his facility on his past life.

“Dude, do you want me to give you a mirror? You got disgusting holes on your oily face. You’re a motherfucking kraken.” Gollum passively snickered at her comment. “But one of you is clearly out of place,” added Gray. “I mean, look at him.” She gestured her hand toward Gollum with a jeering expression. “One of you is clearly one of the irreplaceable cast of The Hobbit.” Fakey, Ursula and the tentacled-faced man who looked half the old man’s age couldn’t help but chortle at her remark. Gollum, on the other hand, was obviously displeased.

The orc’s yellow eyes gleamed with dark amusement as Torvald stepped fully into the firelight, shedding his cloak. “You come for my cock, human king?” Grulak rumbled, voice like grinding stones. He stood from his throne of furs, the massive shaft swinging heavily. “Then take it. If you can survive it.” Torvald dropped his weapons and stripped off his armor, revealing his own powerful body and rock-hard cock. He crossed the cave and dropped to his knees in front of the orc chieftain. Up close, the size was even more intimidating. Torvald wrapped both hands around the enormous length, stroking reverently before leaning in and dragging his tongue along the thick underside. The taste was raw and

“They need to be here as we talk about everything.” And talk we did. We discussed how shocked we all were and collectively agreed that this was uncalled for. That nobody expected this. We also looked back about their appearances, weapons, and armor. “I can understand if the orcs are like that, though. Even if they are still a little dumb. But goblins? Goblins are cute, happy go lucky creatures! How could they be violent like that!” Tori pouted. Everyone, including Vladimyr, Rori and even Sebastian, slightly coughed, albeit not really having one.

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(Corporal Amanda) “Understood…...…”.(Specialist Oghar) The appearance of Specialist Oghar were something that no one have ever expected at all, and it instilled fear on every single soul that looked at him, especially the villagers, why, it is because Specialist Oghar is a 2 meter tall, muscly, scarred face, Orc. A well known fierce and blood thirsty race that always instilled fear to any known human. But despite what they known about Orc, that they were barbaric and just bare bodied the entire time. Specialist Oghar, were just an opposite of what they known, he is neat in appearance and also very articulate and well mannered, like a gentlemen and the way he was working on that t

His body is huge and those toned brownish-green muscles can only be seen under his rugged white dress shirt and baggy brown trousers. Those strong muscle-bound arms pick up a glass and with a decently clean piece of cloth, he washes and rubs the fabric along with the innards of the mug all the way up to the rim. The orc's eyes narrow in front of him with only the broken-down bar separating him from the patrons and the pirate that approaches. An exhale bellows from his snout then he places the base of the flagon on a crack that splits some of the wood that makes up the counter. A grizzled voice surfaces from the orc's mighty throat and ushers through the stale air that he breathes in. "Same o

Looking up, she saw the phantoms clashing against the newly arrived griffins—the phantoms wreaking havoc along their way as their slimy-looking yellowish skin glistened under the rising sun while their long swirling tongues dripped with the werewolves’ blood. Soleyah was too familiar to them. In that tunnel, she had seen these creatures. They were mindless and weak, no matter how many they were. Different from crawlers, skinwalkers, and phantoms, orcs were created by Merlin. She had fought with them along the way to the place she sought so she knew how easy it was to kill them, but seeing that the sparse werewolves were being pushed back—she knew that quantity mattered.

I hummed, watching part of Orion’s army continue with their duties. At the corner of my eye, a person with green skin picked up a lifeless body to move to the others. He was tall, obviously green, with tusks protruding from his jaw. If I didn’t know any better, he looked just like an Orc from Dungeons and Dragons, except prettier? He didn’t strike my fancy, but I could see some human women might like him. “Creed,” I pulled his arm, pointing to the creature. “Who are they?”