there is no pity where there is fear

Xurek had stood proudly at the side of Uruk and Asa when they overthrew Uruk's father. Assisting in the take down of those that dared to challenge Uruk's way, Xurek felt no sympathy. They had been wrong all his life. Had allowed his sister to fall to the likes of wolves. The girl he had cherished would no longer see another morning. A fury that he had been born with now blossomed into a righteousness that would not be tamed. Anyone who dared stand in their way now would meet the same fate.

As the days waned and the coup a success, Xurek took time to learn more about Asa, more about Uruk. They were like him and that was something he wasn't used to. Their like mindedness warmed a piece within him that allowed him to not look at them with hate, but with reverence, with admiration.

With the rise of dawn over the sloping hills covered in buffalo herds, Xurek calls for Asa. He wants to pick her mind as they stroll through the dewy grass shooting through Spring's muddy terrain. Clouds did not hide the sun that morning. Instead, gentle rays of light warm his broad back now alighted with more scars than ever. The tips of his tusks that protrude from his lips tinged maroon at the tips. His green-blue eyes stare out at the distance, examining the scenery, deciding where to go next. Finally, his world was at peace.

Xurek Namorn