Wetting The Blade

[Mingpow321 285]

 

 

Wulgehn'Lur stood atop the highest hill in Gronkkston, overlooking all that the orcs had achieved in recent years. It was a beehive of activity, constant shouting and the clang of steel echoing between the hills and the cliffside to the west. The cliff wasn't the only thing that laid to the west, there were enemies there as well, enemies that Wulgehn was hellbent upon teaching a lesson. He had taken the insults of elves for far too long, in the uruk society an insult was met with a violent klomp between brothers. He had come to the realization that if he would fight his brothers- his blood for their ill spoken words, then why should he let an elf spew their ilk at his entire race?

 

--

 

This epiphany had been revealed to Wulgehn after his last attempt at negotiations with the elves, discussions centered around necessary retribution for a breach in the laws of honor. Well, discussions that had been intended to be centered around such, he thought. Instead it had been endless hours of poorly formed insults that seemed to come right from the mind of a halfling. Being the Targoth, Wulgehn had decided that the orcs would repay these words with fire and brimstone. And so when he had arrived back in Gronkkston he immediately set about finishing the rankings of the newly reformed Krughai and amassing his forces. Of course, it was not hard to set the orcs upon a war with the elves, the two had not been true allies for hundreds of years, ever since a betrayal seared into the minds of elder orcs. He had decided it would not be prudent to take the lands of the elves, the orcs had enough lands already and another fort would spread them thin. With that in mind, Wulgehn decided the only true way to teach his enemies a lesson was to unleash his raiders upon them in a maelstrom of raging, barbaric bloodlust, fire and unbridled destruction.

 

--

 

The Targoth stepped a bit lower upon the hill overlooking his army in order to address them, he did not believe a true speech was necessary. Sucking in his chest, Wulgehn let loose a great howl which was met by the similar sounds of his great Lur wolves. The howl was quickly followed by another yell as the Targoth bellowed two simple words...

 

"GLOZAG VOTAAAAR!"

 

The war cry was met by a cacophonous round of warcries and shouts, the clanging of weapons against shields and armor, and the bark and howl of wolves.

 

((OOC))

 

War Type: Pillage. In the case of an orcish victory, the remaining military forces will be allowed to loot chests and inflict some aesthetic damage.

 

Date & Time: 3 PM EST, Saturday the 15th
 
Attackers: The orcs and any allies. The attack will be launched through the lands and mountains surrounding the Conclave and Azog fort.
 
Defenders: The Conclave and any allies.
 
Location: The Conclave of Malin and surrounding lands.
 
Terms:
- No One Day Alts
- No Potions
- No Brews
- No Golden Apples
- No Glitching of any form
- No Enchanted Weapons
- No Enchanted Armor
- No Fish
- No Enderpearls
- No Hacking
- NO REAL TEARS

[hjgklmn0ajuvxc 688]

Gor'Ugluk prepares for the battle

 

 

[Tom_Whiteman 949]

  Zogrocka'Azog nods, knowing the weak elves will fall easy and quick.

[Heff 2460]

The Ranger Of Witch Woods will emerge from his tents to aid in this great battle.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Rap'Lur hands out his Raiding Special Pie: Elf-meat roasted on the burning alcoholic tears of whining elves. In a pie crust.

[Cyndikate 2303]

Makes a mental note to stab Cir'dian for his big mouth.

[Watyll 1104]

((Yo, I'm not involved at all, but you should probably define pillage

[Man of Respect 5471]

Motror'zor hears the shouts outside the Gobo Paradise, while making gems, sitting on a stone, he gives out a Green and mutters to himself

"Azh twiggieh, dub twiggieh, gakh twiggieh, futh twiggieh, h' twiggiehz agh h'azh zhuld bi enuff"

He comes back to his gem crafting, waiting for the time to strike, grinning.

[Evilbanana5757 154]

Gil'ead lols.

[Galendar 631]

"Uh boi!"

[Cloakedsphere 1471]

(( Just FYI - The subudai is not an ally to conclave but in the free build cliff side closest to your orcish lands. pls dont involve us in your war. ))

[Cyndikate 2303]

((To clarify for those who don't know, pillage means they will look through locked chests and jack yo ****))

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

Grogmar appears out of nowhere and nods in approval

[iTzShambo 135]

Has the popcorn ready for much fun.

[Dreek 1633]

Lurtz'Gorkil readies his axe for the fun