“Daddy, Daddy is that him? Is that him?”
As in answer the father takes his boy and puts him high on his shoulders.
Now that he can see better the boy waves his arms about and points…
“It is him daddy, it is. Look at how green Dadak is. He’s so tall and strong.”
The orc walks past the small ragged crowd, brooding and purposeful. His manner confident and sure. He walks with a small group of wiry and determined men who hang on his every word. The boy doesn’t know what the men are talking about, but it is obviously important.
“I want to be just like him daddy. I wish I could do what he does.”
“Only the holy Radiant Muse can do the things he does, son. She protects us all. She protected your grandfather and his father before him. But she can’t do everything. Sometimes she needs help, and so she summoned the divine orc and his companions to help. But Dadak-god-slayer is truly a hero son. He saved us all.”
“Tell me again what he did daddy.”.
“Well son, they slew the feral vampire ape who was killing our kin. They also slew the vampire who was destroying our village. That was mostly Dadak-god-slayer’s doing I hear.”
“He’s my hero daddy”
“Yes son, best of all, Dadak-god-slayer single-handedly rid us of the frog-god who the Radiant Muse could not kill. For that we will forever be in his debt, and for that we are building him a statue. To honor him forever.”
“Who is the man walking nearby Daddy? The one with the feather in his hat and the pointy sword on his belt.”
“I don’t remember his name, son.”
The thin men and Dadak-god slayer strode purposefully to the nearest field where tired and thin men were tending and working the soil. The orc was displeased at the crude destruction and manipulation of nature. His gruff demeanor kept the local adoring children from getting too close. But he was working with the farmers on a purpose. He was showing them how to handle the delicate plants, he was instructing them how to care and water the greenery which was to be their next crop. He was teaching them how to survive. The men were truly thankful.
And after a short time, the miracle happened.
The plants started to grow. And not just a little. The plants grew quickly, tall and strong; and they started to bear vegetables and fruit. All within just a few moments. Dadak-god-slayer finished his spell and picked some ripened fruit. He gave it to the emaciated children to eat… and a cheer rose from the crowd.
“Look there’s some food daddy! Can we have some? I am so hungry.”
“Yes, by the Radiant Muse, he made some food for us from thin air. The gods bless you Dadak-god-slayer! The gods bless you.”