Ok so here is my first try at a writing contest on ATS
On the mountainside a storm was brewing…
Inside a cave removed from the rest of the orc clan, Haga was deep into her summoning spell now, she could hear the thunder and see the lightning
flash outside but it was the wind, the air itself that interested her. Even as she summoned the element of air she thought of her loneliness. Alone,
she lived in the cave outside the village; alone she would always be…
An adept of the clan Stormchaser since she was a youngling Haga was an outcast in a race of outcasts. Orcs were shunned by the kingdoms of men, elves
and dwarves. She shunned by her own kind. Alone, she kept the stories and worked the minor healing taught her by the High Adept Jatal.
She could never have a mate according to custom. However, she longed for an orc cub of her own. She had searched the stories and the laws and while
a mate was forbidden she found no bar to a young one of her own if only she keep to the codices. She could not lie with a warrior or captive of the
clan for that also was forbidden but a mate from another place or another dimension was not.
While the clan had not known an adept of her skill in more than 100 years, and with Jatal’s passing last winter there was no one to teach her the
ceremony and spells required to summon an embodiment of the wind she searched in the many tomes of spells and notes in the chain of adepts. She
prayed to the gods for favor and concocted the potions needed to ensure the conception of a male.
This night, in a tempest summoned by her own hand would the wind himself take form and make with her a cub worthy of the mantle of chieftain - a
warrior born of the element of air and her womb.
The air came, in his form and while he was bound to her will by the circle required a boon to be convinced to use his power to change form for the
mating to take place. Haga, agreed to give him her life but only after her son had reached an age to care for himself. In blood she agreed to 15
years after the wind could take her essence for himself.
The deed done and Haga alone with her fate awaited the birth. She struggled alone to bring him into the world – the half/air elemental orc who
would be chieftain of the Stormchaser Clan. Screaming he came into the world, with skin the color of a mountain sky – blue like a sunlit cloudy
day. His hair, was ever windblown and white like the snowcapped mountains of his birth.
The cub still wet in her arms she struggled down the side of the mountain to the villiage so the clan could behold her miracle.
To the Chieftain she was led -
In the chamber Zog looked on the blue cub wrinkling his porcine snout. “This cub is a curse not a boon Haga – drown it, drown it in the
stream!” In the clan of the Stormchaser Zog’s word is law...
Without hesitation, snatching the cub from Haga’s breast Urk the War leader led the procession to the stream. Haga begged for the life of her cub
but the clan’s rage was great.
Urk dunked and held the cub under the cold mountain water for what seemed long enough but when he withdrew the cub from the water, while wailing and
cold – it still lived.
Haga rose from the ground and stood and while Urk, confused by the cubs vitiality stood jaw agape grabbed the cub held him high and shouted.
“This is my son Wind Wolf he who is breathless, born of the wind itself he was to lead you…”
“Now, now instead he shall have his revenge – curse you all!”
With the canting of a spell and a movement of her much practiced hand she vanished from their sight and sped off into the night under a spell of
invisibility and silence…
Will she and her cub live in the mountains alone long enough to get her revenge?
edit on 13/5/2012 by Golf66 because: sorry one too many long enoughs in the last line....
edit on 5/14/2012 by tothetenthpower
because: (no reason given)