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Of Orcs, Humans & Void Beasts - 1. The World We Live In

excerpts from: The World We Live In. An Introductory Text for Younger Students.

by Karl-Friedrich of Bellinghill, Scholar of the Wilderness
edited and expanded by Samuel Johannsohn

 

Creation
It is truly fascinating to see how humans have no creation story for the world. In the oldest records, stories are found in which the Sun and Moon sprang from the Void and together begot the Earth, or stories in which the Void wept a tear from which the Earth arose.

Rather, it is the case that humans accepted the orcs’ version—that the Old Mother created the world and all life within it—but turned away from it because the Old Mother apparently favors the orcs.

According to the orcs, the Old Mother is Life itself, the counterweight to the Void. She took her hair, tears, saliva, blood, and urine, cut off a finger, and stirred the mixture with it before cradling it in her arms and finally releasing it. In purified versions, it is written that she simply gave birth to the world. There is also a version in which she lost a breast in a battle against the Void, from which she formed the world, with the nipple becoming the centrally located Green Mountains. Both versions are perpetuated by religious fringe groups but do not reflect the general consensus.

The Old Mother shaped the world and the beings upon it. Humans for the meadows and hills, orcs for the swamps, centaurs for the steppes, harpies for the forests, the nyx for the lakes and seas, and the stone singers for the mountains.

To protect her creation from the Void and the void beasts, she placed the sun in the sky as a flaming sword and the moon as a frosty shield. The silver drop bushes sprang from the sparks of the sun as they fell to the ground during the battles; the stars are shards of the moon’s shield.


The Creatures
Humans are, as humans are. Pragmatic, hardworking, inventive. In the past, they lived in small groups, always in places where the silver drop bushes offered protection from the void beasts.

With the orcs’ urgent need to take human women as partners, society and culture have fundamentally changed.

The most significant change is likely the shift toward a matriarchal structure, as was once the case among the orcs. Women are valued, and thus the councils of elders, guild masters, and trade stewards are predominantly female. Families are led either by women or by the eldest, depending on individual needs; in this regard, there are regional preferences.

As mentioned, humans have never devoted themselves to the Old Mother. They worship local nature spirits and their own ancestors; communal rites vary depending on the location and the spirit revered there. Among the orcs, belief in spirits is considered childish or narrow-minded, since to them these spirits are nothing more than fragments of the Old Mother’s dreams.

 

Orcs were made for the swamps, and though large and burly, their appearance is well-suited to that environment. Their skin is thick and leathery, impervious to insects, and comes in every possible shade of green—with a grayish tint in the bloodlines of the former fog swamp orcs. Their eyes can take on all sorts of colors, though shades of yellow and green predominate. They have tusks in their lower jaw, which are often dyed or adorned depending on their status. Their head hair is earth-toned, sometimes with a greenish tint, and the strip of fur down their back and any possible fur patches on their arms and/or legs reflect this color; otherwise, orcs are hairless.

It should be noted that orcs in whom the human heritage is stronger may well have blond or even red hair, as well as hints of facial hair or hair on the armpits or pubic area. In such cases, the eye color is usually affected as well and appears as a dark blue, similar to that found in human newborns.

Orcs live in clan and court structures. In the past, these were led by women, and at least within the court, women—now human—often still play a central role, though they generally hold a more ceremonial status.

Since orcs are very sensitive to odors, they are very cleanliness-conscious and have a pronounced bathhouse culture. However, before accusing them of a lack of modesty, one should consider that nudity is synonymous with vulnerability for orcs. Bathhouses foster community, which is very important to them.

Furthermore, orcs are sensitive to noise and dry heat.

It should be noted that intimacy—no matter how fleeting or meaningless—belongs behind closed doors to minimize odor and noise disturbances for others. Many bathhouses feature small chambers where couples can enjoy themselves, as well as separate water basins for cleansing afterward.

The belief in the Old Mother and the defense of the world against the void beasts plays a central role in the lives of the orcs. Honorable orcs strive for warrior-hood, shamanic knowledge, or priestly wisdom. Crafting professions are reserved for the younger sons, while all menial labor is performed by dishonorable bastards.

 

The centaurs are nomadic herders in the steppes, half-horse and half-human. They live very secluded lives with their herds of six-legged wind gazelles, but seek out established human trading posts. They are suppliers primarily of leather, herbs, incense, and salt. Their understanding of a sleeping Creator is limited; instead, they worship the sun and the moon. In the eyes of the orcs, this makes them a combative people, a label the centaurs themselves reject; they see themselves, at most, as hunters. In doing so, they rid the steppe and the borderlands adjacent to the plains of stone spiders, void vipers, and vultures.

In addition to the steppe in the south, some centaur groups also live in the north, where the barren plains are sparsely populated by humans and soon give way to the frosty winter steppe. There, they keep herds of animals they call renna, which are presumably related to ordinary deer.

 

The harpies, half bird of prey and half human woman, live in small flocks in the forests and build settlements consisting of distinctive teardrop-shaped nests. Their long, clawed bird legs are yellowish to brownish, and their plumage varies in color by region: reddish-yellow in the south, bluish in the west, and greenish-gray in the east. The plumage covers the entire body, though the feathers on the chest, abdomen, and head are much softer and finer. Their arms are fused with their wings; their hands are also clawed but significantly more delicate than human hands. Different flocks vary in how human-like or bird-like their faces are.

Not much is known about these aggressive creatures, as few of them ever deign to engage in conversation with anyone instead of attacking. For example, it is unclear whether the harpies, similar to the orcs, lost their males, or whether they have always relied on human or orcish males for reproduction. They do, however, lay eggs and nurse their newborns. Nothing is known about their beliefs.

The nyx in the deep lakes and seas also live very secluded lives. However, anyone who is a good singer or musician can attract them and win them over as a friend, which makes that person a go-between and communicator.

The nyx have fish-like lower bodies and human-like upper bodies, with freshwater nyx being more human-like and saltwater nyx more fish-like. They are hairless and have relatively large eyes.

Their faith centers on the Deep One, whose title translates to “Lord/Lady” but is genderless. Their canon is similar to that of the Old Mother, but reflects life underwater. Instead of fighting void beasts, they battle the leviathans from the coldest and darkest depths.

Since the nyx are very sensitive to sounds and are drawn to melodious tones, they are good friends with the stone singers, as the mountains are crisscrossed by waterways.

The stone singers are small creatures that reach about waist-high on an average human. Since they have large ears, small, nearly blind eyes, thick necks, and large, shovel-like hands, their proportions often seem distorted to new observers.

Because they have the ability to shape stone with their voices alone, they are valuable allies to the orcs, though they are also feared by many. The stone singers, too, are sensitive to noise and keep their distance from the humans living beneath the mountain.

Their beliefs largely coincide with those of the orcs, though they worship the Stonefather as their central figure.

 

How the Orcs Came to Live Beneath the Mountain
If the Orcs were meant for the swamps, how did they end up living beneath the mountain? This is an important question that cannot be definitively answered. What is certain, however, is that the first council under the mountain was held about seven hundred years ago.

From a religious perspective, the story goes like this: the Old Mother fought against the Void and was so severely wounded that she retreated to the safe caverns of the mountains to heal and rest, where she now sleeps. As a result of the battle, shards of the Moon Shield fell into the swamps, causing much destruction and death, but at the same time being interpreted as order to take on the sacred duty of supporting the moon shield and protect the earth. To be near their goddess, seven of the eight clans moved into the mountains.

The priests say that the Old Mother’s deep sleep has severed the connection to the orcs, causing the loss of the female bloodline, and they are now digging in the mountain to find and awaken the Old Mother.

This suggests that the orcs had already lost their daughters while they were still living in the swamps, and that this loss was the trigger for the “migration to the mountain”; however, records from this period and the first council meetings prove that daughters were indeed still being born at that time, albeit at a reduced rate and with high mortality in the earliest years of life.


The Bond Between Humans and Orcs
Since the orcs depend on human women for the survival of their kind, their shamans and priests select the women they deem suitable; in return, the orcs protect the plains and the settlements within them from the void beasts. The details of this can be found in the ancient so-called Tithe Agreements. As a result, the women are called Tithe Brides. Shamans and priests select them based on a resonance that likely consists of outer strength and inner calm. Details on this, however, are rarely discussed outside the ranks of those responsible.

Once a woman is chosen, she is taken to the mountains. In the women’s communal quarters, commonly called the Widows’ Chambers, they are prepared to meet their orcish mates. Once the formal ritual of union—not unlike a human marriage—is complete, she becomes an Archmother.

The union between human and orc almost exclusively produces sons, all of whom follow the orcish bloodline, albeit sometimes diluted. If a daughter is born, she is almost always human. This is considered the highest blessing from the Old Mother. The mother becomes a High Archmother, and the father rises in status within his clan. Such daughters are called Roses and, after eight years, are sent to their human families to grow up there and strengthen the bloodline. A rose may not unite with an orc, though her children are welcomed with joy beneath the mountain. In the extremely rare cases where an orcish daughter is born alive, a golden age dawns for the clan in question. The world is open to such daughters, though there are only a handful of documented cases in which they themselves were able to bear children.

Relatively few orcs are granted the right to a court and a partner, and not all women who would like to take on the role of an archmother are chosen. Among humans, it is considered an honor to be selected, and many particularly enjoy the reverence and luxury that comes with it; however, mothers are generally treated with respect by the orcs. Not all orcs are content to pleasure themselves with their own kind. This mix leads, within the natural order, to orcs and humans joining together even outside of blessed unions, which in turn naturally results in children.

These children are, without exception, considered bastards. Sooner or later, they receive the brand of a bastard on their jaw and are taken to the mountains to be raised there. A bastard rarely has the opportunity to rise in status, unless he is raised as a ward of a court or performs an outstanding act of honor.

The status of bastard mothers varies by region or even on a case-by-case basis. If her family or community rejects her, she may find refuge in the nearest fort, though this decision rests with the local commander. Some women choose a life beneath the mountain by entering the service of an archmother, which usually results in a better life for their sons, and not infrequently even in a ward contract.

Should human servants beneath the mountain unite and bring a child into the world, they are banished from the mountain.

Copyright © 2026 Celian; All Rights Reserved.
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