The Chronicles of King Kurog , Book III Content . The journey to Wrothgar turned out to be more pleasant than I expected . Kurog continued to be a fun and exciting companion . If anything , his mood grew even lighter the closer we got to the land of his birth . Along the way , we talked of many things , including Kurog ' s hopes to change some of the more oppressive and restrictive traditions of his people . " We should build great cities , cosmopolitan communities with places of learning and culture , " Kurog said . " And cuisine . Lots and lots of cuisine . It ' s so much better than food . " When we finally crossed the border into Wrothgar , the mood among Kurog ' s company of Orcs turned somber and more serious . They knew the stakes of siding with Kurog against their clan chief and were prepared to deal with those consequences , but that didn ' t make marching toward possible doom any easier . Kurog , on the other hand , maintained a jovial , even childlike , glee . He had prepared for this moment his entire life , and he was ready to leap head - first into his destiny . I was afraid for him , but I was also honored to call him my friend . And , if I may be so bold , just watching Kurog riding tall and proud atop his horse made my heart beat a little faster . I guess I was a bit smitten with the charismatic Orc warrior . At some point Kurog must have noticed that I was staring at him . He gave me a dazzling Orc smile , winked , and said , " Once I become chief , you could be one of my wives . Consider that an open invitation . " I turned away , hoping he didn ' t see how flush my face had become . I didn ' t know if I should laugh or scream in angry mortification at such a ludicrous idea . But by the time I gathered my thoughts and turned back to confront him , Kurog was holding up one gauntleted hand . " From here , " he said , " I go on alone . " Chief Bolazgar waited for Kurog . Four large , hulking Orc warriors stand beside the chief , their angry gazes locked on the younger Orc . And beyond them , it seemed to me like the entire clan had come out to see what was about to occur . " Are you going to grovel before your chief and beg my forgiveness , Kurog ? " Bolazgar sneered . " No , not today , " Kurog replied cheerfully . " Today , I challenge you for leadership of the clan . " Even from a distance , I could see that Chief Bolazgar was shaking with rage . " How dare you ? " he bellowed . " Do you think you can best me in fair combat ? Do you ? " Kurog shrugged . " As a matter of fact , I know I can best you . You ' ve grown fat and weak while I ' ve been fighting wars in distant lands , " Kurog proclaimed . " In fact , I ' m not sure there ' s going to be anything fair about this combat . " With a scream of pure hatred , Bolazgar drew his weapon and charged . In stark contrast , Kurog calmly unsheathed his sword and stood his ground . Then , with an economy of motion , he blocked the clan chief ' s initial , clumsy attack , and followed that with a single , devastating swipe . Bolazgar ' s head bounced three times before it came to rest against the boot of one of his honor guards . The field was silent for a long moment . Then the first call went out , " Long live Chief Kurog . " The rest of the clan took up the chant as each member , in turn , dropped to one knee before the powerful Kurog . He smiled . " Today begins a new day for the Orsimer ! " Kurog proclaimed . " I will lead you to glory ! On this , you have my word ! " And it was clear that I wasn ' t the only one who believed him .