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When Glo'Mok and his companions arrived at the tribe, the announcement of the ceremony list was still being prepared. This relieved them, knowing they still had time to prepare.
They hurried back to their residence, changed into neat and proper clothes. This was an important moment that could not be ignored. Glo'Mok tightly fastened a belt, tidying up his clothes neatly. His companions also combed their hair, adjusted their collars, and prepared to welcome this important moment.
After preparing, they hurried back to the site of the preservation ceremony, filled with anticipation and unease. The tribe's square was already packed with people, Orcs of all ages gathered here, eagerly awaiting the announcement of the preservation ceremony list, one of their rare social events. But what excited them even more was the appearance of the current Orc Crystar, a mysterious expert responsible for guarding the crystal's safety.
The Orc Crystar, named Soulgear, is a mighty warrior. He is tall, muscular, with rough Orc skin, and his scars and tattoos bear witness to countless battles. He wears a heavy helmet adorned with a skull, and his armor is forged from heavy magic, emitting a mysterious glow.
Soulgear tightly grips a massive dual-handed sword, its black metal blade razor-sharp and gleaming with a cold light. This sword represents his authority and power as the guardian of Crystar, as well as a symbol of the tribe.
As he steps onto the square, screams pierce the sky, people cheer with all their might, welcoming this legendary guardian. Soulgear's appearance electrifies the entire scene, his presence giving everyone confidence and hope. Even in the face of unknown challenges, they believe that Crystar will protect their future.
Soulgear sat on the huge chair on the high platform of the square, his majesty and power seemed to merge into one. Wearing a heavy black armor, a helmet adorned with skulls covered his face, revealing only a determined gaze. His giant sword leaned against the chair, its blade reflecting the sunlight as if emitting a sacred glow.
Chief Saulrak sat next to Soulgear, appearing even smaller, yet his face still exuded wisdom and authority. His gaze was always sharp and powerful, as if able to see through everything. He wore a deep green robe embroidered with golden patterns, indicating his high position. Despite his small stature, his presence exuded undeniable dignity and authority, earning him the respect of the people of the Horde.
The other two sitting in chairs are the High Priestess Eileen, she is the spiritual guide of the tribe, with beautiful beastly features, her skin has a deep green tone, her long hair is braided and placed on her shoulders. She wears a white robe embroidered with mysterious runes, holding a decorated staff, representing her sacred role in the tribe.
The other is Glen, the tribe's shaman, his appearance is full of mystery and a primitive atmosphere. He wears animal fur as a shaman, with many tattoos on his face, symbolizing his knowledge and wisdom. He holds a wooden staff, adorned with various peculiar items, used for rituals and healing.
And Skull and Grave are responsible for maintaining everyone's safety, standing on the platform, they look strong and resolute. Skull has short curly black hair, with a double-bladed battle axe hanging from his waist, showing his warrior identity. Grave has short deep brown hair, carrying a huge bow on his shoulder, and his waist is full of quivers, showing that he is an excellent archer.
The last one standing on the platform is the personal guard of the tribal chief, a beastman named Urgh, dressed in tattered animal skins, wrapped in bandages all over his body, seemingly unwilling to reveal his true appearance. The only thing visible is a pair of fierce eyes, like a wild beast. Holding a double-bladed battle axe, he is the loyal guard and protector of the tribal chief. He is the guardian in the darkness, always by the side of the tribal chief, protecting his safety.
The crowd was cheering and bustling, but when the tribal chief tapped his cane to signal for Urgh to quiet everyone down, Urgh suddenly let out a deafening roar that seemed to shake the entire square. The crowd stared at him in astonishment, and for a moment, there was silence.
As the tribal chief cleared his throat, his voice echoed throughout the square. He began to explain to the crowd that the list of teams for the upcoming preservation ceremony would be announced. His voice was full of authority and dignity, and every word resonated in the square, capturing everyone's attention. The preservation ceremony would mark a new beginning and ensure the future of the continent, and everyone was filled with anticipation.
tribal chief's voice is solemn and clear as he announces that a total of five people will participate in the preservation ceremony. The crowd's eyes are focused on him, eagerly awaiting the revelation of this important moment.
"First," tribal chief says slowly, "our Crystar, Soulgear will lead the way. His dedication and wisdom make him suitable for this role."
With the announcement of Soulgear name, a burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd, showing respect and support for this Crystar.
"Next, we have two outstanding members, Skull and Shaman Glenn. Their experience and skills will be helpful for our mission."
These two members also received enthusiastic applause and cheers, standing confidently and proudly on the stage.
"As for the other member," the tribal chief announced slowly, arousing even greater curiosity among the crowd, "she is a young apprentice with tremendous potential, and has already demonstrated remarkable abilities in a short period of time. Let's welcome her, our shaman's apprentice, Maya."
With the announcement of Maya's name, the crowd erupted into enthusiastic applause once again, welcoming this new member. Maya stood on the stage, wearing a confident smile, feeling the support and encouragement from the tribe.
"Finally," the tribal chief continued, "the last member, for the tribe, true strength is not only reflected in physical strength, but also in resilience and outstanding ability. In my heart, this member has already shown his determination and courage, so we have chosen him as the final participant in this preservation ceremony."
This speech aroused the curiosity of the crowd, and they all wanted to know who had such strong willpower and outstanding abilities to become a member of the preservation ritual. The gaze of the tribal chief turned to Glo'Mok and declared his name.
"The final member," the tribal chief announced, "is our shaman's son, Glo'Mok!"
At this moment, the entire square erupted with deafening cheers, and the crowd of beastmen applauded in support of Glo'Mok. Glo'Mok walked onto the stage, filled with pride and gratitude, knowing that this was a huge opportunity and a validation of his courage and perseverance.
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