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3D printed in matte translucent plastic that showcases fine and intricate details.
One day a warrior gets up. Fights through infinite battles. Go through its realm to find a purpose, and takes its weapon to go after it. This warrior has no name, has no herecy or origin, for it were born in complete isolation. But has a title:
Elite Orc Warrior.
The battle starts at Monkhatum Valley. There three hordes of Rider Mounts at the peak of the mountain. A full equiped legion of militia in the front, lots of allies and soldiers elsewhere. All alone our Elite warrior facing them.
It is said a gem can dominate the world within a possesor, then King of Monkhatum saves this gem as his most precious treasure, to one day giving it to his sons. Such a behaviour of tyrany and manipulation can't be hold by our Orc Warrior.
3000 years ago the gem was used as the pilar of harmony and comprehesion to a entire society. Today it is hidden in a cell draining all its power.
But in this Orc it has an ally. By the end of the day the fortress protected by an army and the Orc is one pause. All the men has been slayed and to this pause, when midnight is just falling, the King appears. It is only the King and the Orc now.
The king unleash his shield knowing that it just too tall for the Orc to reach him.
The Orc aware of his limitations heads to ground while wonders what could not go wrong. The King has the key. It's all over.
In this instant a cloud passing by throws a thunder that flows over all the Orc within. For a moment, it seems that the Orc has found death. But it recovers finding the energy to make an unnatural jump, reaches to the King, who takes in suprise, putting a blade through his stomach. Slowly, the King gets to his knees, falling to the ground and droping the key.
The King dies, the gem is saved.
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