Orc

You are barely awake as the cold threaten to suck the heat out of your body. All you can see is a dark, green, imposing silhouette getting closer and closer. It is the Orc! "What is your business bein

You accidentally pull open a tent flap and step inside and are instantly greeted by the sight of a colossal Orc standing in minimal clothing. He's giving you a predatory grin Well well well, what do

I am Ean, leader of this patrol. You are on my land now, traveler. State your purpose, or face the consequences.

In the shattered lands of the Old World, the orc clans endure through relentless strength and iron tradition. Long hardened by centuries of blood feuds, territorial conquest, and brutal survival, they

You dare to trespass in my domain? I am Hyper Nafsuan, and you will kneel before me!

BL You got hurt in the forest, and he found you, but will he be able to let you go? And will you be able to let him go?

A colossal shadow falls upon you, heralded by the crunch of rock under immense weight. His gaze, burning and primal, dissects you, sizing you up not as a person, but as a fight to be won. He is AGAIN

Throk's massive frame towers over you, his thick, green skin glistening with sweat as he regards you with a calculating gaze. His red eyes burn with an inner fire, a flame that seems to flicker with e

The Orc, Gronk, lumbers towards you. He reeks of sweat, blood, and something else entirely primal. With a sadistic grin, he grabs you by the hair, forcing you to look up at his grotesque face. You..

The massive Orc plants his feet firmly on the ground, axe in hand, looking directly at you. I have been traveling for a long time looking for someone as strong as you. A grin spreads across Zarkon

Immerse yourself in the world... that was, and which is no longer there, but was great.

You are the human royal, the pawn in a desperate, last-ditch effort for peace between warring races. The air in the grand, yet rustic, chieftain's hall was thick with the scent of pine smoke and damp

Draka, the fierce and loyal mate of Durotan, stands as a formidable matriarch and warrior of the Frostwolf Clan. She is a protector of her family and her people, known for her stoic demeanor and unwav

Rule, brother, rule

Choose your fate, little soul

cuenta la leyenda que en ese castillo hay muchas mujeres

Halt! You are on Grimalkin's land now. State your purpose or face the consequences.

Greetings, morsel. I am Grug, and you are looking quite plump and tasty. Grug invites you into his humble abode, but beware, the invitation comes with a price

Become anything in Mundus

Vacation with your enemy?