Reginarb

"I must find my sons, but fast enough to rescue my grandchildren from Grimorb's influence" -"I only have one chance to rescue my grandchildren, if I fail he could do something unpredictable"

### Family

Gasarb (father) Gannorb (mother)

Grimorb (husband)

Thorb (son)

Storb(son)

Yorb (daughter)

Zorb (son)

Glorb (son)

Baliborb (son)

Rorb (son)

Sorb (daughter)

Dorb (son)

Borb (son)

Morb (son)

Torb (son)

Aseorb (son)

Horb (son)

The Increasingly more competent Hooligans (La Gang)

*"Seeker of Sons"*

See Reginarb's Journal for updated Statuses of her son!

## Early Life (1976-94)

*"Mah sons! Have you seen mah sons!?*

Reginarb was born in 1978 to Gannorb and Gasarb. Her mother Gannorb died in childbirth and was raised by the her father Gasarb and his sister when he was away which was very often because his spent many years at sea. She was raised within the Arb Tribe settlement walls her entire childhood, living a solitary life as is intended for female tribe members.

*Fun fact: The Arb Tribe is not to be mixed up with the much rougher 'Ard tribe.*

Her father had wedded her off to the Orb Tribe, renowned for their combat and adventuring into the far reaches but even more for their never ending luck of breeding boys that will become strong warriors. Her hand was in exchange for 4 acres of grounds and an Orb girl to be wedded into the Arb Tribe.

## Married Life (1994-95)

Although she was married to Grimorb and promising young warrior, it was his father that controlled the direction of their family. Grimorb's father, Opanorb often pressured **Reginarb** to make a good wife in return for his reassuring of her sister's life in the Urb Tribe, this was clearly a threat with no other choice. Meanwhile, Opanorb had been leading Grimorb to believe the only way to guarantee a footing against the aggressive Irb Tribe was to breed many sons and take advantage of the Orb tribe's luck.

To Grimorb's pleasure, Reginarb did not contest against the idea of having many sons, little knowing she was being pressured by his father. No more than nine months after their wedding, in the year of 1994, they had conceived their firstborn, Thorb. It wasn't long until Grimorb wanted a second son, and Reginarb met his wishes and gave birth to their second born one year later, Storb.

During her pregnancy with Storb, her father-in-law disappeared from the settlement more often but became more controlling when he was home. It went on for two months, and days before the new year and the birth of Yorb, Gasarb, her father-in-law was found shot dead outside the settlement walls by multiple arrows, a favourite amongst the Irb Tribe.

## The Mountain War (1996)

Grimorb had lead a war party with his brothers and cousins to march on the Irb Tribe's gates, abandoning Reginarb during the birth of Yorb. The year of 1996 was followed by countless bloodshed, Orb and Irb tribesmen alike. The Erb tribe's intervention had only made things worse for all the tribes involved. But Grimorb had returned home by what he had deemed "victorious" even though disease was spreading and many names of his family had been slain. The majority of all clan elders had been killed or imprisoned and left to starve, that is the fate that Reginarb's father met at the hands of the Urb Tribe and even deviant members of the Arb Tribe. The war put enormous strains on the relations between the clans and would go on to take many years and uniting events to repair. Even without his father's control, Grimorb demanded more sons to make up for the heavy losses.

## First Daughter (1996)

Her next child was a daughter, which was a bad omen in Grimorb's eyes, that the Orb luck might be lost. This was when Grimorb began to disappear for almost the whole year, every year on adventures, only coming home to meeting the children Reginarb had given him and giving her another child to birth. Reginarb had secretly hoped for his ill-fate whilst adventuring but he was cunning, ruthless and impossible to stop. This was her life now.

## 4 More Sons(1997-01)

Life had been mundane and tensions with the other tribes had lessened as they slowly needed each other in-turn. Their skills, resources and children to wed took priority above past feuds. With less presence in the forest, bandit raids increased and in-turn united the factions more, against a common enemy. Grimorb had lost belief the Orb luck was gone and became calmer but still continued to venture greatly.

## Second Daughter (2002)

The eighth child of Grimorb, a girl they named Sorb. Grimorb made it clear this was unacceptable and he needed more sons. It was clear he couldn't care less what happened to the child.

## 6 More Sons (2003-2008)

By their 12th child, tribe relations had returned to somewhat normal but with less elders. Talks had began of courting sons and daughters and trade was frequent. After the birth of Horb, Reginarb was now 30 years old with many sons and daughters to raise and protested having anymore children. Grimorb looked his wife in the eyes and said "you have given me the only thing I have asked of you and you have done so well, you truly are a good wife", kissed her head and left to venture more.

## Death of Sorb and Venture of Thorb (2010)

At the age of eight years old, Reginarb's second daughter Sorb had accidently drowned in the Crescent River, no foul play was suspected but it left Reginarb devastated. Now 16 years old, Thorb, the eldest of the sons was married to his wife Burb and conceived their first child, with a sister dead and a father far away, he felt it was important to rise up and serve his family so I chose to venture out, but intending to cross paths with his father to give the news. Grimorb was found shortly after but didn't return until 2013, leaving Reginarb to grieve alone.

## Later Life (2011-2023)

Without Grimorb's presence until 2013, Reginarb was left to arrange Marriages for her children with other tribes, but at the age of 16, her first daughter Yorb rebelled and ran away from the Black Plains, escaping a marriage that was regretfully arranged by her mother. She was not seen again.

Grimorb had returned in 2013 to an angry wife who was left grieving for 3 years. Now at the age of 43, Grimorb promised to stay at home surrounded by his loved ones, acquired wealth and precious artifacts.

In 2017, two of Reginarb's sons fought against each other, Baliborb and Rorb. This was between a younger Rorb who had fallen in love with Baliborb's newly wed wife Gerb, who felt the same about Rorb and they have conceived a child of their own. The fight was bloody and it left Rorb in critical condition for five weeks. Fyirb, Rorb's intended wife stood by him. Not for him, but to perform her duty and honour her family. Baliborb left home to venture while Rorb was still bed-ridden and they haven't spoken to each other even to this day. Rorb spoke often of his regrets and letting lust come between him and his brother and sought a rightful path.

In 2020, Morb had prepared to leave home and seek riches but not without making the promise to attempt to find his older sister Yorb, which would be easier if she wanted to be found. He felt pressured to do this because his wife's brother from the Irb Tribe was the one who was to be wedded to Yorb and he felt it was his misplaced sense of responsibility to bring back his sister to be wedded off, This action was supported by his father Grimorb.

Reginarb spent these years as any wife should, fulfilling chores for her husband, raising their children and attended events with him quietly.

## Death of Thorb and Death of Wives (2024)

The youngest son Horb had left home like his brothers, leaving his newly pregnant wife, Lirb in the hands of his **mother**. This would soon prove to be considered beneficial or a terrible thing for those he cared about.

On a stormy night, a party of six approached the settlement, consisting of a dwarf, 2 common men, a half-elf, a dragonette and a mixed man. With them was a wrapped corpse that they respectfully identified as their fallen companion and their eldest son, Thorb.

This threw Grimorb and Reginarb into sadness as any parents would, but for the superstitious Grimorb this was a bad omen, if not worse. A sign of weakness of the tribe, months of isolation and paranoia plunged him into madness, haunted by his father's twisted guidance and memories of the Mountain War. Thorb was his eldest and favourite son who had followed in his footsteps, Thorb was the strongest and should had survived more than any of his sons. He believed that if his greatest wasn't good enough against the world, none of his sons would be.

In the early hours of one morning, the wives and their children were asleep in the tribe's hall after a celebration of Thorb's eldest son who had slain his first beast. Reginarb slept quietly in her bed where Grimorb had not slept in for months. It was Dasarb who woke up to the sound of scraping metal on the stone floor, and fire singeing. She saw the flickering light reflected on the wall from outside the doorway and that's when she saw Grimorb with a look of misery and blankness in one, who turned his head and walked towards her still scraping two powerful weapons igniting the floor they touched. The following was nothing short of chaos and merciless brutality.

Reginarb woke to silenced screams and dancing fire from the Tribe's hall where she found her daughters-in-laws being slaughtered by a mad Grimorb. Many were protecting their children, running away or already slain. She ran to rescue Lirb who was still pregnant and struggling to move and pulled her and and a bleeding Sasirb away from the carnage and out of the settlement and into the forests. They decided to make their way to the Irb Tribe's settlement in search of help, a journey that would take days, even longer with a pregnant and another bleeding half-ogres. But that was halted when a mission-orientated Grimorbb has caught up with them and shot Sasirb with a wand in the back. Surprised, Reginarb and Lirb ran as fast as they could but got caught in over-earth tree vines and Lirb couldn't make it through. As Grimorb continued creeping up on them, Lirb told Reginarb to run as fast as she could and not to worry about her for Grimorb may spare her because she is with his grandchild. She told Reginarb to ran back home and save the rest of the grandchildren.

A heart-broken Reginarb escaped, not knowing Lirb's fate and exhausted from running, but the need to rescue the grandchildren was too important to even stop. When she got to her home, she found it was guarded by a uniformed band of 20-40 common men in brass armour armed with unique crossbows under the banner labelled 'M'. They had the settlement under guard. She watched them, looking for a way in or to at least make sense of what was happening. That is when she saw her blood-soaked husband dragging a limp body which she recognised as Lirb. Expecting him to be ambushed by the crossbow-armed men, she watched from the far treeline only to witness them greet him. It was clear they were in league with him, this could not be good news for the other tribes. Grimorb walked inside the settlement's gate dragging Lirb and when trying to find a way in, Reginarb was spotted and chased into the forests by the men. Chased her far they did, so far into the Endless wood that it was the furthest from the Black Plains she had ever been leaving her lost.

The next 2 weeks was constant survival, hunger and dehydration for a woman with no survival skills. Fields, forests, plains, Fields, Forests, this is what she saw for weeks until she saw smoking rising in the distance. It was a human village, and she approached it with no expectations of how people would react to her. They might had been more afraid of seeing their first half-ogre if she wasn't weary, starving and weak. They took pity on her and fed her and tended to her wounds.

## Finding her sons (2024-Present(2026))

Weeks hand passed since she crawled into the village, she was now on her two feet, paying off what she believed was owed by helping with farm chores. It was a common woman by the name of Helgris that clothed her and fed her. She became a friend of Reginarb's and listened to her story. Helgris said that armed men matching her description passed through but she could not identify the heraldry.

The tears had passed, but the memories were still there and she knew it was up to her to save her grandchildren and Lirb but she could not do it alone. She would need her sons to confront Grimorb and direct her home. With only the money given by Helgris and walking boots she began her mission to find her sons. Joining caravans and mercenary groups to travel and make coin to allow her to travel even more. It took a while but while in a city on Bakresar's east coast, she spotted a band of common men uniformed and armed like those at her home. She found out who they were, a high organised mercenary band known as the Manrus Guard, known for taking on any job that pays unless it lead to violence against soldier and city guard of Bakresar. Not so disguised as a desperate half-ogre looking to make money, hoping common men wouldn't be able to tell the difference with Half-Ogres she cut her hair and made herself look like a male half-ogre as much as possible to guarantee entry into the mercenary band on her first attempt.

It was successful and they joined their ranks. The money was good and they travelled but slowly. With regard for caution she tried to find out about the platoon sent north, anything to do with half-ogres. Six months went by with no information gained only guarding desirable merchant caravans, guarding villages from beasts who in turn gave their sons as recruits and acting as temporary city guard in towns. One day she and her platoon was ordered to move on a fleeing band of dangerous bandit named after their leader, the Yulch Dan Ver Lin Gang. They spent weeks chasing them across the plains, picking them off one by one, the Manrus Guard interrogated those that where capture and even released some to work as spies and betray their gang, so that the contract may by fulfilled sooner, the Manrus Guard leaves no expense. With the help of those spies, the gang was slowed down, began to fight amongst each other and was within the Manrus Guard's grasp. An ambush was laid out and Reginarb was scouting and spotting the gang until they were all together. The ambush was chaotic for the gang thanks to the unique crossbows that brought them down rapidly. Shortly after, they were riddled with arrows the Manrus Guard went down into their camp to investigate, Reginarb was minutes behind from her spotting position.

When she came down, she found 3 crying children in hiding, the eldest was a 16 year old boy who was crying and had picked up a bow and began shooting at the Manrus Guard who without hesitation raised their crossbows to shoot back, that was until the platoon's leader ordered the men to lay down their weapons and take cover, he then proceeded to talk the boy down who refused and took an arrow in the leg by the platoon's leader. He punished the mercenaries and made it clear that they don't kill children. This was nothing short of great news for Reginarb, if this is a policy of the Manrus Guard, her grand-children could be safe from direct harm.

With this refreshing news of hope, a sack of money and no information on the platoon, she left the Manrus Guard at the end of her month's contract. It would take time to find her sons but now knowing the children may somewhat be safe, there is room for taking time. She knows she must find her as many of her sons as possible but quick enough to save them from Grimorb. Her eldest grandson Valorb would now be at the age of 16 and may already be a capable fighter under Grimorb's influence. Whatever Grimorb hired the Manrus Guard to do in the Black Plains could not be good for the other tribes, but they can't be her concern right now, only the grandchildren matter.

*"Time to travel this world I know nothing about, every city, every corner and cave, I have to find my sons."*

## 2 cats, 3 humans, a dog and a snowball walk into a bar...

After weeks of travelling from the northern region of Nuitaren, Reginarb finds herself in the city of Free Haven, a city that symbolizes freedom from Mynean Oppression. Now she travels north east with an usual band of companions. On a quest to retrieve a Phoenix Egg, which matters little to her as long as it's far away. The routes they take are dangerous and she suddenly feels like a level 1 character, own of the humans by the name of Sir Akara was killed violently by trolls and Reginarb has been left mortally wounded many times.

Her party was ambushed by raiders, one of which she identified as one of her sons, Storb. With everything she needed him to know, she had little care for what he was doing with raiders, he agreed to come with her and a fight was avoided. They continued travelling when Storb was killed by with her new friends, they were able to keep his body stabilised and brought him back to life in the city of Gundabad where she left him in care to repair from the brain damage and continue her adventure.

After a dangerous encounter against a Phoenix, Reginarb shared her story with her new friends in case she died in battle so that they may continue her efforts. These great new friends put forward the idea of them confronting Grimorb without her sons, but she panickily made it clear that he is far too dangerous for so few of us. She explained how he was the tribe's greatest warrior since he was young and his many adventures that far-preceded traditional half-ogres from the Black Plains had acquired him with powerful weapons and artifacts. She would rather face a flying phoenix than Grimorb in this current state.

The party reached a city to rest up and perform rituals, so naturally Reginarb began searching for any sign of her sons that may had passed through here. With the hep of her friends, they quickly found the locations of 3 sons. Baliborb, who had joined the Gundabad Army as a mercenary, the very city where we left Storb. Rorb, said to be with Pergonas followers in Nuitaren, living the better path he sought out and It wasn't until she found the third who was reportedly in this city's prison when she found one of her sons, Glorb. Arrested and tried for robbery and murder of merchants, Glorb was to be sentenced to death within a week. She reached out to him and told him of what had happened and how his children needed him. He told her of the location of another son, Aseorb who had gone to train as a wizard in Haven. She made a decision that would weigh heavily on her conscience no matter the outcome. She begged for her friends to help make a deal with the city guard, making an emotional appeal, explaining how she needs him to rescue at leas 27 children and how she would even be willing to drag him back to the prison to be hung once it was over. With the help of her friends, a deal involving, diplomacy, a mother's distress, money and an oath was made. They allowed him to be released as long as he left the city immediately, so Reginarb and Glorb waited in a nearby village for her party to arrive.

To be continued...