Dah Balrugs

[Narthok 10416]

Dah Oath Ub Dah Balrugs

 

*Ogrul Roars loudly arcing his head towards  towards the sky, He screams in Primal Fury as his brothers are cut down and tortured in cold blood, Pulling a dagger from his belt his stabs it into the black skin emanating from a scar on his right arm, black blood gushes from the wound. He licks the blood and a rage flares in his white eyes, a dark cunning enters them mixing with the hatred.

 

Mi zwearz on diz day dat dah Balrugs will bi dah wunz dat breeng aboud dah duwnfull ub dah Uruks wi will Flat dem all diz mi zwearz tu dah bruddahz dat hab fallin diz day. Dah Uruks will bi felled wun by wun. Nub metud iz tuu cruel and foul fur dah trayturz. 

 

Un diz day wi will bi doin awl dat wi can tu break dah uruks bi it wurking wid dah Breedurz ur gibbing ourzelves tu dah darkwun, 

 

*flips the hood a boar pelt cloak over his eyes now filled with a terrible rage and trods off into the darkness bearing a massive black iron axe with a flattened blade over his shoulder.

 

 

 

A new Orc Clan emerges from the ruins of Krugistan, The Balrug.)

 

(The short version of the long events.)

 

 

"Upon slaying the War-Boar and burning the beasts heart in the Far-seer's flame as a sacrifice to Neizdark, the curse upon Krugistan would be lifted. Zruk, Ogrul, and Glumpuz would emerge from the ruins; changed forever. Neizdark responds to the Uruk's efforts with a lightning strike upon the sands in front of the Shaman Grothmar's, tent. Which sits on a hill far above Krugistan. Zruk and Grothmar had noticed the Sand had turned to glass, Zruk would be requested by Grothmar, as the leader of the hunt, to retrieve the shards of glass."

 

"Upon collecting the shards, the palm of Zruk's hand would begin to burn, but he would feel no pain. Suddenly the shards of glass begin to bend and contort, taking the form of a dagger. Zruk and Grothmar, both awe-stricken with Neizdarks' response, would look to the now clear city, the storms could be seen slipping away behind the distant mountain tops, never to be seen again. Zruk grips the hilt of the dagger firmly, looking out over the long abandoned city of Krugistan."

 

"Zruk's original plan would begin to unfold before his eyes. Zruk would look to Grothmar, stating he wishes to start a new Clan. Grothmar would support Zruk's decision, but offers little guidance. Zruk and Grothmar depart to their tents, to ponder the events that had taken place. The following morning, Zruk would gather Ogrul, and Glumpuz in the Shamans tent, a clay bowl placed in the center of the hut. Zruk would begin the ritual, drawing his Glass Dagger which glows with an alien-magic, Zruk would step forward."

 

"Zruk raises his arm above the bowl, gently sliding the dagger over his palm. He would note, the skin around the wound would quickly change into a dark, charcoal-like color. Zruk clinches his fist, blood dripping into the clay bowl, he would pass the dagger to Ogrul, whom steps forward doing the same. The dagger is finally passed to Glumpuz, then back to Zruk. Zruk would lift the bowl over his head, taking a long drink of the blood that lies within. The other Uruk's do the same."

 

"Upon the completion of the ritual, Zruk looks to Ogrul and Glumpuz. Zruk states today is the founding of the 'Balrug' clan, and that the inhabitants of the known-lands would come to fear, and respect them. Zruk would then state, unlike most Orc clans, that the 'Balrug' clan would be consisted of three leaders; Zruk, Glumpuz, and Ogrul. Zruk also states, that unlike the other Orc's, for now he wishes to make peace with the other races. The three then depart the tent, venturing into the 'Balrug' claimed city to begin rebuilding and fortification."

 

(STILL A WIP)

 

(OOC information about the clan, and myself.)

 

Initially, the clan was founded do to the fact that living by spawn was just a horrible idea, not to mention it isn't the neatest looking place.  Upon rediscovering the abandoned city of Krugistan, I thought of taking advantage of it. Narthok, Kaon, and myself soon decided it was also time for a new clan; considering there is no real Orc leadership at the moment, (Well there kind of is, I guess. But the RP kind of sucks over there because of the constant PVP.) Anyway, to make a long story short, I believe I am more than capable of leading a Clan. I have more than enough experience in leading RP 'Guilds', prior to coming to LOTC I found myself wasting away on a World of Warcraft Role-Playing server, I was the leader, and the Dungeon-Master for the servers most successful guild, 'The North-Fall Protectorate." Which consisted of well over 200 active RPers that had to make an application to join. 

 

BUT YEAH, BRUDDAHZ! This whole clan thing is in early-early development. I am already putting tons of planning into it with the aide of Narthok and Kaon, who I think are more than capable of helping me lead this clan. I believe our clan will be a refreshing and exotic play on Orc RP, and we hope to create a thriving, living Orc Community.

[hellfiazz 879]

Buubztik laughs as he crucifies Grukar'Balrug with posts he took from the Balrug camp after he killed Ogrul.

[Austin 697]

Dis clan am not recognized by the Uruks, he am a whitewash clan.

 

We serviced justize to latz member of Balrog.

 

Dah Skahin chieftain watched from dah Safety of dah Keep as his brother was tortured

Some Warchief. Some Strong Warchief.

 

Any Uruk who comes to Balrog will be hunted down ahg klomped, if nut wurse.

 

When Dah chieftain was confronted by dah True URuks of dah WarUzg, he used hym purple soulstone rok tu run away lyke a coward.

 

Thore roars loudly "Dah Blarogs am descended from Kaxil! Dah Undead-Uruk Clan"

[Demotheus 651]

"Mebbeh lat wud hab nub bin slottur'd agh flatted liek diz ib lat wuz nub awl a bunch ob arugunt prikz. Lat nub do ahneeting fur da urukz, bud unlee latz zelb."

[osumanduas 1442]

[Guest]

Burz'Gorkil continues to chortle from beyond the grave, "Horhorhor, lat urukz am ulwehz skahin' uhrownd ven mi peep at ohl ub latz." Burz then snorts heavily as he launches mucus from his nose and takes a dead nap.

[TrevenT 27]

Hurhur, duh udda Urukz git mad agh cry beecuz wi wunt tu leeve der horribul clan, hurhur.

[DecoLamb 959]

[[Translated to common for ease of reading]]

 

Kroga stands, puffing softly from her pipe, "No, they do not cry. They laugh. They laugh at you, the whitewash cubs who think they know what it is to be an orc. You, who spit upon tradition, and reject the old, true culture of the orc. You who anger the spirits and walk the path of doom while you grin and assume you are right while you choke on your tainted black blood."

 

Shaking her head she grinned, smoke pouring from her nose, "Face it, the lot of you know nothing. You are stupidly fresh faced and think because you've past your nine moons you're adults, that you know all. But really you are just as absentmindedly incompetent and idiotic as the cubs I squelched out just a day ago. However, even they are probably more wise that you.. such stupidity takes years of practice to obtain.."

[Narthok 10416]

*is actually 7 years past being a cub

[Demotheus 651]

*is actually 7 years past being a cub

*Kroga considers you a cub regardless of your age, No matter how old you think you are physically it doesn't matter.*

[Narthok 10416]

((alright so as far as i know i don't even get to build so my character just gets to sit around in the orc camp.... should be fun i look forward to.. standing))

[Austin 697]

((alright so as far as i know i don't even get to build so my character just gets to sit around in the orc camp.... should be fun i look forward to.. standing))

((That's because all you do is talk in OOC and put trolly passive aggressive emotes to try and get a reaction out of us.

 

If you want to build ask in RP to help build.))

[Raptorious 1899]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.