Chapter 39: Wurgoths Fatal Decision
"Quests in DO are a mystery only those at the top of DO understand fully, the intricate combined need of intention, action and effect is something that only few in DO can accurately predict after much testing and gathering of information."
"Player quests always have the difficulty unknown because they are created and ultimately controlled by the unknown variable that is players. As such, a theory for why an ’unknown’ difficulty comes from 2 places. The first is when a player is involved, but due to the proliferation of them throughout the world, thus leads to many quests having this difficulty.
"The second place is from a lack of information, for if you do not know the strengths of an enemy, the number of people they have and whether one is a master or not, then you would not know how your own forces strength matches up to it as such the system will not tell you how difficult such an endeavour will be.
"But one thing is certain one must always be careful with quests, even ones that seem only to have a weak link to their main quest counterpart, as one bad decision could lead to the failure of both and drastic consequences for one’s dynasty."
Carter Morris, Friend of Reginald Coulan and head of House Morrindia.
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In a tent only slightly smaller than the Otuian command tent, a small orc was preparing himself to enjoy all the debaucherous pleasures of the world. Laying down on his soft makeshift cot Zugbu was enjoying a glass of wine while watching a dance show, trying to decide which of the female dancers would be sharing his bed that night.
Just as he finished his drink and made his decision on a sweet smaller orc who was more his size compared to the others who were far more muscled, as both men and women benefit from the orc’s biologically strong muscular frame, a call from a gruff-voiced armoured guard outside the tent was destined to ruin his night.
"The general summons you to the command tent."
The orc said in a cold voice waiting outside of the tent for the small orc captain, who he assumed was having a mini party in his tent, his conduct being overlooked due to the value that Wurgoth put on him, allowing him to indulge in any and all of his vices as long as the small orc was helpful and sober during any meetings that they had.
’For F*cks sake cockblocked again! What does that intelligent lump of muscle want this time? He always calls for me at the worst of times!’
Zugbu complained in his mind, but even as he did, the small orc was still getting dressed and ready for a meeting with his general, coming to slowly respect his general, who, in addition to having excellent fighting skills, also seemed to have a brain on him. For if it were not for the mobility and technological gap between the Otuian and Chavarian armies, then the ambushes that they had set up against the Chavarians would not have backfired so badly in their faces though part of that was due to the unexpected mastery the Chavarians had over magic.
