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*wonders why the orcs don't demand the elves hand over the fools who insulted them, suspects orcs are far more interested in attacking a settlement that can't fight back because they're simply that confident in their combative abilities as a race*

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*wonders why the orcs don't demand the elves hand over the fools who insulted them, suspects orcs are far more interested in attacking a settlement that can't fight back because they're simply that confident in their combative abilities as a race*

 

The thought of somebody wondering such a thing crosses Wulgehn's mind, he thinks his response would be something along the lines of...

 

"Mi aktualleh went dere zpecifically tu demand azh perzon whu had brokun da rulingz zet by an honur klomp, mi nub realleh planned un ztartin' war ad firzt. Den wen mi attempted tu mayk converzatiun wiv da twiggeh whu klaimed tu be un da kounzil, zhe conztantly inzulted mi agh mi bruddahz. Deze inzultz wure quickleh fullowed by mure frum zomeazh whu dey zeem tu blah Zir'Dian. Su mi dezided tu zkah negotiatin' wiv twiggehz agh juzt hab azh big klomp. Mi enjoi zmashin' dem a lod mure den arguin' wiv da dumbzkahz whu tink dey em zuuu zmart."

 

((Translation))

"I actually went there specifically to demand one person who had broken the rulings set by an honor klomp, I had not really planned on starting a war at first. Then when I made an attempt to negotiate with the elf who claimed to be on the council, she constantly insulted myself and my race. Her insults were quickly followed by more from someone who they seem to call Cir'Dian. So I decided to forgo negotiations with the elves and just attack them. I enjoy smashing them a lot more than arguing with the dumbasses who think they are sooo smart."

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Gulzog'Gorkil rubs his growling stomach with a large smile

"Mi ged tuu pud daah twiggiez en mi belliez zoon."

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Karin would really want to help you take Cirdian. She'll personally shank him and hand him over.

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*looks at all the short bearded orcs with horned helmets*

*there are two get over it*

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al-Hallaj awakens from his mystical trance, his spinning ending and his head throbbing. As he returned from transcending Anthos into the realm of bickering, passive-aggressiveness, b-i-tching, trying to stop Orcs with thought, and trying to make each other look like fools to feel good about themselves and what they are doing for Anthos - he hangs his head over the cliff of the Steppe Plateau and begins to hurl.

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High Shaman Broxigar Kaxil dances, he dances in the name of Krug as he pelvic thrusts ferociously, swinging his staff around as the rattling of skulls is heard through the Orcish lands, he sprinkles some mystical powder over his bald head as he mutters chants under his breath "Kurz albain, kurz albain in de nayme ob Krug!", he chants, shuffling his feet through the warm sands.

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

 

 

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

 

 

((The amount of trolling is why I hate RP posts.))

((The amount of ooc is why i hate rp posts)) ((Wait what hmmm #Shotsfired))

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Castor sits on the balcony of the council chambers, when he receives a message of the upcoming attack.

He reads the message a few times, thinking deeply over it.

He then sighs and realizes, he doesn't really care.

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