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Skull and Grave finished watching the battle and decided to go to the tent of the tribal chief to discuss the list of teams for the preservation ceremony to be announced tomorrow. The two of them, tall and burly, stood in front of the slightly smaller chief's tent, exuding an imposing presence. Skull was a beastman with thick muscles and broad shoulders, his skin a deep green color with scars from numerous battles, giving him a more imposing appearance. Grave, on the other hand, was similarly tall but appeared slightly leaner, with scars and beast bone decorations on his body, all of which highlighted his identity as a warrior.
The tribal chief's tent was located in the center of the camp, constructed from thick animal hides. The interior was adorned with luxurious carpets and animal skins symbolizing tribal authority, exuding a strong beastman style. Chief Saulrak himself sat in the center of the tent, small in stature and slightly elderly, but with a wise and dignified appearance. His skin resembled ancient tree bark, covered with lines and wrinkles that seemed to contain the history of the tribe's hundreds of years. He wore a simple leather hat on his head, and long white beard hung down from the edge of the hat like a waterfall.
The tribal chief has deep and bright eyes, like two stars in the sky, revealing wisdom and calmness. His thick eyebrows and a short beard on his chin add a touch of charm to his face. His ears are particularly large, almost reaching his shoulders, reminiscent of ancient long-eared elves. He wears a costume woven from animal leather and leaves, exuding the essence of nature, as if he is one with the earth. His hands are adorned with various wooden bracelets and rings, each representing his status and wisdom.
Despite his small stature, the tribal chief exudes dignity and every move he makes radiates a mysterious power that cannot be ignored. He is like the sage and leader of the tribe, possessing a power and wisdom that transcends appearance.
When they stepped into the tent of the tribal chief, the two of them became very humble. They knelt down, their bodies slightly bowed, to show respect for the tribal chief. The deep green eyes of Skull shimmered with determination, while the bone decorations on Grave glowed faintly in the light. Their presence exuded dignity and loyalty, demonstrating their obedience and allegiance to the tribal chief.
The tribal chief gazed at Skull and Grave, his wise eyes penetrating the minds of the two orcs. Then he spoke, asking, "Elder of battle, instructor, what brings you here?"
Skull calmly replied, "Tribal chief, we have come to report on the battle that took place in the arena today. The match between Grog and Glo'Mok."
Grave then explained the process of the battle, including Glo'Mok's ultimate victory. He carefully recounted the details, not daring to conceal any information.
tribal chief listened quietly and then asked, "So, do you think Glo'Mok is qualified to be the last person to preserve the ritual?"
Skull thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, tribal chief. Although Glo'Mok's power is not outstanding in our tribe, his calmness and judgment are excellent in battle. In addition, the preservation ritual team happens to lack a newcomer, perhaps Glo'Mok can fill this gap."
tribal chief After a moment of contemplation, the chief spoke to Skull and Grave in a gentle and thoughtful tone, " Glo'Mok... Glo'Mok... Malaya shaman's grandson, I remember her. She was one of the wisest and calmest shamans in our tribe, as well as an excellent mentor. Her passing is a great loss, but her wisdom and spirit will continue to live on in our hearts."
"As for Glo'Mok... I know his parents passed away when he was very young. It was a difficult start, but he was raised by his grandmother Malaya, an outstanding shaman who undoubtedly had a profound influence on his upbringing. Perhaps wisdom and calmness are traits inherited from Malaya, which are valuable assets and qualities our tribe needs."
Tribal chief's gaze turned to Skull and Grave, his question filled with deep contemplation and concern for the future.
"Can a child of shaman blood become a true warrior?" he pondered repeatedly. "A warrior needs more than just wisdom and composure, right?"
Skull and Grave locked eyes, then Grave cautiously replied, "Tribal chief, we must acknowledge that there is indeed a distinction between the roles of shamans and warriors within the tribe. However, Glo'Mok has demonstrated a level of composure and wisdom that sets him apart as a unique warrior. His experiences and background endow him with qualities different from other warriors. Perhaps it is this uniqueness that enables him to make wiser decisions in battle, not solely relying on strength."
Skull added, "Furthermore, we can enhance his warrior abilities during his training to better fit this role. He has proven his worth, and we are confident he can become an excellent addition to the ceremonial preservation team."
tribal chief pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He understood the perspectives of Skull and Grave, and also recognized the unique value of Glo'Mok. Therefore, tribal chief made the decision to include Glo'Mok as a member of the preservation ritual team, and looked forward to his future performance.
Then, with a smile, he looked at Skull and Grave and said, "When was the last time both of you had such aligned opinions? It's truly rare!"
Skull gave a light cough and then said, "tribal chief, we are just doing our best for the future of the tribe."
Grave echoed, "Yes, we are just doing what we think is right."
Grave added, "The tribe is our home, our hearts are all connected to it. We believe Glo'Mok will bring glory to the tribe."
"Let's give Glo'Mok this opportunity and see if he can unleash his potential in the preservation ceremony," the tribal chief finally said, his voice filled with hope and confidence.
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