The orc pressed the side of her face to the ground, smoothing her hand over the grass, the blades of which were only a few shades darker than her skin. Breathing in deeply, her eyes closed, Mother Azkur’s entire being was tuned to whatever sensations she received from the one she called, ‘Earthmother’. “She is in danger,” Laurant heard the orc woman say, “She is being threatened from within… by an old evil… Can you hear it?” Sighing, she focused her attention back on her totem. Laurant would be the first to admit to herself that she knew nothing about nature, and obviously - but wait…