Ug-Col'Ek marched his Blade army to eradicate the albino Ogres living in the village of Barakek. He believed them to be an abomination on the image of the great Ogre Dwi'Thek. UgColEk takes over final area of swamp. All Thoughtwar owned by one tribe; The Blades Chapter 11 The blade ogres are a ferocious race that use both brain and brawn to defeat their enemies. Long before the age of elves, it is written that the foulspawn ruled all of Galfin with their vile ways. The foulspawn races consists of the powerful ogres, the conniving goblins and the deceitful orcs and they all descend from the filthy god known as Foulrot. In current times, most of the foulspawn have been pushed back by man and elf alike. Blade ogres have their home in the Vargen Swamp; a large province of mainland Galfin where monsters dwell, and where only the natives can manoeuvre through the hungry swamplands. The leader of all blade ogres is Ug-Col'Ek; the mightiest warrior of the entire race. Two years after Ug-Col'Ek became leader of the blades, he set out to take over the entirety of the swamp. He planned to destroy the brute ogre race. The brute ogres were the close cousins of the blades. The blade ogres had green skin and had the build of a very fit human, the brutes were monsters in their own right. The light-brown skinned cousins stood many heads taller than a man, the muscles they have grow so large that most brutes have a hunched hulking posture. After Ug-Col'Ek started his campaign, the swamp became a warzone. Petty quarrels caused random attacks from the brutes on the women and children of the blade ogres. Ug-Col'Ek decided that he would end this was once and for all. Without the consent of the elders, the blade warlord took his best warriors and planned to strike at the heart of the brute resistance, their largest village known as Barakek. The small army set out towards Barakek. Accompanying Ug-Col'Ek was the witch doctor Yaz-Ga'Mu, the huntress Vay'Mek-Mu and the monstrous ogre who rivals the brutes in size; known only as the Blade Master. Along with these powerful ogre heroes there were also many blade underlings who would follow their warlord to their deaths. The battalion set off through the sticky terrain of the Vargen Swampland. Night was creeping in fast and even the mighty blades knew not to tred through the swamp at night, for many dangers lurk beneath the green sludge of Vargen. The thirty or so ogres began breaking trees to build some crude walls around the campfire Yaz-Ga'Mu had conjured using dark magic. Five blades stood watch while the other rested. The mighty warlord was in the first watch, Ug-Col'Ek stood as still as a mountain. He could see the torchlights flickering from Barakek, it was almost time to strike. The darkness enveloped him, he could not see it but he could feel the porous ground causing water to seep between his muddy toes. Suddenly, screaming could be heard from across the blade camp, Ug-Col'Ek rushed over to stop the screams so their position would not be given away. The warlord nimbly sprinted; hurdling over the walls. He reached the source of the scream, on the ground lay a lifeless blade ogre body and next to him was the other ogre with an enormous leech engulfing his entire head. "Silence! You will give away our position!" Ug-Col'Ek could not silence the terrified ogre. "Get it off, get it off of me!" The guard could barely be heard from inside the leech's maw. The mighty warlord unsheathed his warsaw; a strong wooden board with jagged teeth covering the outside. "I don't have time for this." Ug-Col'Ek quickly swung his warsaw, decapitating the guard with one swift strike. The leech landed on the saturated ground. The creature swallowed the guards heads, it then started squirming at the leader of the blades. Ug-Col'Ek raised his warsaw above his head and readied himself for the attack. The creature launched at the powerful ogre, the leech then lit up bright blue and exploded in a magnificent display of electricity. Ug-Col'Ek, who’s face was now covered in leech guts, turned with an eyebrow raised to look at the source of the energy blast. Yaz-Ga'Mu stood there, his hands were still sparking with the signature light blue of Thunder Fen Magic; a force unique to the blade ogres. The witch doctor had an enormous smirk on his face, Ug-Col'Ek angrily walked up the the mage. The mighty warlord said nothing to the witch doctor. Ug-Col'Ek outstretched his arm, the witch doctor did the same. Both ogres gripped eachother forearms and stood there for a moment in a sign of gratitude. Finally the mighty warlord spoke to his friend. "If you ever steal my kill again, I will end you." A rare event happened when Ug-Col'Ek actually smiled, showing his yellowing teeth. "I wouldn't have it any other way." Yaz-Ga'Mu nodded understandingly towards his leader. Ug-Col'Ek returned to his post, the witch e="S_8958_6_3460665546_3460665546">doctor took the post of the two deceased ogres. Daylight pierced the cover of night and the army was already on the move. Ug-Col'Ek, Vay-Mek'Mu and the Blade Master led the troops while nearing Barakek. Ug-Col'Ek noticed a group of brute ogres guarding the entrance of Barakek, awaiting the blades. These brutes were clearly highly important to the town by how they were garbed. The eldest stepped forward, confronting Ug-Col'Ek. "If you leave this place now, peace will still be an option. You were the one that started this pointless war, you can be the one that ends it. Do not be the cause of more of our kind's deaths. It will only make your people resent you more. Besides, we out-number you twenty to one. You will be slaughtered. Our scouts saw your petty army of ten soldiers coming miles away, all of our remaining brute warriors have gathered here in our sacred village to ensure you fall. What will it be Ug-Col'Ek? You either leave now or suffer a massacre." The elder backed up with the rest of his kind, awaiting the blade ogre's answer. "Strange, I thought there was more of us." Ug-Col'Ek looked around confused. "The blade ogres will not suffer a massacre today or any other day, although we intend to deliver one grand massacre on this great occasion." The warlord drew his warsaw. Suddenly, an arrow flew from the top of a hut, the brute archer struck Ug-Col'Ek right in the chest, narrowly missing his heart. An instant afterwards, the archer exploded into a rain of lighting bolts, Yaz-Ga'Mu and his Thunder Fen Mages started the attack from Barakek's blind side. Ug-Col'Ek subtly nodded towards the Blade Master. The large hulk of a ogre single handedly sliced the entire welcoming party to pieces. The blades continued their raid, killing every brute; including women and children. The raid continued until all of the brutes had fallen. A few lucky ogres escaped but nightfall would soon take care of them. The eldest of the welcoming party was clinging to life, his legs broken by the Blade Master. Ug-Col'Ek went over and knelled beside the elder. "Do you think me merciful?" The warlord questioned. The elder was too exhausted to crawl. "Yes! please, great Ug-Col'Ek, I beg you to spare my life." The elder was whimpering while Ug-Col'Ek rested his warsaw on the old ogre's shoulder. The bloodied warlord sat for a moment, pondering his next move. "You see, I am merciful." Ug-Col'Ek sheathed his warsaw. "Oh thank you! You are a..." The elder got cut off by the merciful ogre. "I grant you a warrior's death." Ug-Col'Ek ripped the arrow from his own chest and stabbed the elder in the neck, killing him instantly. The blades finished off Barakek by burning every hut to the ground. Finally the blade ogres were undoubtedly the most powerful race in the entire Vargen Swamps.
