Fresne: Twin Kingdoms of Harrow Pass
Grelosh and His Happy Kin
Deep in the Wahr’fen, far from the eyes of the elves and care of mankind stands a community of orcs that generally and genuinely eschew war and the cycles of violence, loss, and conquest that mark other goblin and orc tribes. The Grelosh Bak who made their home deep in the forest over fur generations ago, did so not after defeat, but after an epic victory over a kingdom of men. Grelosh, but one leader of one tribe watched as the orcs brutally treated prisoners, refused to accept ransom, as is the custom of war, preferring to work, starve and slay those that remained. For the first time in his young life, Grelosh heard the voice of something other than his generals and leaders. At first he thought it was his own audible conscience, but in fact it was that of a demi-god, Kalaru, a being of mercy, a minor spirit who attended to the mountains above the kingdom, and relied upon the goatherds within that environ. Seeing the violence and aftermath, and having his conscience pricked by Kalaru, Grelosh clandestinely worked to redeem and free every slave that he could, and when he was finished, he led his tribe westward to establish a new life and a new order founded on the grace of Kalaru. With the gold that Grelosh got from the redeemed soldiers, he set up a rather peaceful existence in which they are self-sufficient for the most part. Considered traitors and deserters by the other tribes of their kin, they live as outcasts. Being four generations removed from their ruthless martial ways, the Grelosh Bak are content to live as they do and revere Grelosh as a heroic pioneer to whom they owe their entire way of life.