This game is an experiment in freeform PBP gaming. I've never tried it before, and I wanted to give it a go. Here's the deal. If you're reading this, you're playing the game. You can post into this thread, continuing, derailing, ignoring, or improving the existing story. Post as much as you want, about anything you like. Observe as many or as few "rules" as you like. Don't be afraid to "screw it up". Don't be afraid to play someone else's character. Don't be afraid to take on a role of authority. Don't be afraid. Just play!
Mist swirls around the trunks of the great trees, hung with moss and as wide as an ox-cart. Grumnash looked up at them nervously. Though they hid him and his warriors from the sight of Old One Eye in the sky, they might also hide ambush. He grunted to two of his swiftest warriors, and the the two orcs ran ahead down the trail, scouting. The hunt had been good this year, and they had captives and food to bring home. The last thing they needed now was another fight. They'd had their fill of blood in the valley, slaughtering human villagers and dragging captives screaming from their houses. They would feast well on the full moon, and Grumnash would have many new slaves. If they could reach the mountains safely, that is. The last village had managed to light their signal fire, and warriors would be on their way, warriors with steel shirts and horses.
Grumnash looked away from the trees, and from his concerns. He barked again to his warriors, and they picked up the pace, pulling at the long line of wretched humans they had tied together.
It was a good day.