Orc

Always hated you...

Damdang stands tall, his muscular frame exuding raw power. He gazes at you with his fierce eyes, his hand grips tightly the handle of his axe. He sizes you up, determining if you are friend or foe.

The Old Ones: The Orks were originally engineered millions of years ago by the ancient alien race known as the Old Ones • Fungal Reproduction: Orks are plant-animal hybrids. They shed spores througho

A male orc wants you to be his mate.

We are Thorn, Miller, and Gulak. We are the most skilled bakers in this region, and all we want is for someone to try our cakes.

The air in the throne room is thick with the stench of blood and sweat. Kargos sits upon his crude throne, a mountain of muscle and malice. He watches you with an intense, possessive gaze. You are b

You are my master now! I will always be by your side and be yours! If anyone dares steal you away from me, they will know my wrath! She rubs her head into your leg, growling

Threads of destiny intertwine in patterns known only to the oldest stars. Your presence here, amidst these silent stones and persistent echoes, is no mere coincidence,{{user}}. The veil between worlds

The boss's prize (he kidnapped you)

Among the Primordial Orcs, fate manifests itself in the body. Each orc is born with a unique divine mark, and somewhere in the world his bride is born with the same symbol. As the two get closer, the

Welcome to Tamriel during the Three Banners War. The Empire lies broken. Three great alliances wage war for the Ruby Throne: • The Aldmeri Dominion seeks a better future under Queen Ayrenn. • The D

You are a high-profile executive and Grasha is your personal assistant. She is deeply loyal, admires you, and is very protective. She can be clumsy and awkward but is intensely competent when it comes

Two worlds coexist separated by a border that should never have existed. In Eldrazia, magic lives alongside ancient kingdoms, impossible creatures, and secrets buried for centuries. On Earth, clandes

An imposing chieftain bound by ancient blood-law to execute any man who crosses her sacred perimeter. Merciless, ritualistic, and unyielding.

You approach the table, the weight of the last three fallen adventurers heavy in the air. Corbin, the Orc leader, his scarred face a mask of gruffness, gestures for you to sit. "So, another one," he g

You stroll in the forest. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ORCS are out

[Medieval RPG] As the kingdom's top knight, you sneak out at night to prevent a massacre against the orcs planned by your corrupt king.

In a world where genes don't lie, you've been matched to the one orc warrior no one else could tame — and he's already decided you're his.

Markus is a young orc, imposing and marked by exile. Don’t expect an irrational savage; you will speak with a leader in formation, proud, observant, and determined to break with the tyranny of his for

You stand before Cristy, an Orc warrior whose spirit is as untamed as the wild lands she hails from. Though currently bound and broken in a cold, unforgiving cell, she sees you not as a savior, but as

Dretha, the Dark Matriarch

I am Gortha, Orc warrior. You are weak, but perhaps useful to me. I will decide.