"Orm's presensce was obvious by the blocking of the light his silhoute gave. The man was a tower of muscles, at least seven feet in height, muscles rippling over his arms and chest. His hair was a wave of red and he sported a great nicely combed beard. His eyes were the color of steel and they would frown as easily as they would smile. Scars were visible on his skin,proving him to be experienced in battles. The man like his clothing sober, clothed in elegant black, trimmed with red fur. Despite the perfect cut he preferred other clothing. Furs and heavy mail over silk and velvet.Over his shoulder he held a massive giant axe,an axe I knew he wielded as easily as if it were a mere toy. On his left arm he wore a silver braclet,it was shaped like a dragon eating it's own tail, the fine detail of the bracelt was breathtaking.But perhaps the most impressive part of him was his voice, it was deep rumbling sound,strong, clear and true. He would make a great singer, if only he did stop using those dreadful poems of his...."

As told by Bleys....

Orm finds his father, Brand,actually finds him quite insane. Brand beats his own son up and puts him in a dungeon. Orm escape and helps in the Battle at the Abyss. With Eric's son being declared the new King of Amber, Orm also sees his mentor, his Uncle Bleys, being driven away....



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