Rau'votar Na Vitar'tok

[hellfiazz 879]

The ramshackle yet magnificent Orcish ship, the Buubztik’s Revenge, sails hard to the East, following dreams and promises of new lands, new conquests, new hope.

 

After many days at sea, what was prophesised so long ago is finally realised. Shores are spotted by the goblin manning the Crow’s nest, causing savage merriness and guttural cheers to be shared amongst the passengers.

 

 

The ship finally lands upon the white sands of this new world, and Orcs pour out, each one eager to be on their next homeland. Headbutts, and hugs in the case of family, are widespread, but the moment of good spirits soon fades as the Orcs look about sheepishly, unsure of their next steps.

 

Then a warm light was cast down from the sky, and where it hits the ground, the light begins to slowly coalesce into a large humanoid shape. Some Orcs treat it with aggression and draw their weapons, but as the form becomes more and more clear, all thoughts of anger and bloodlust are lost. The Spirit of Buubztik grinned in his typical wisdom-filled yet animated way, and held open his arms as he began to speak.

 

“Bruddahz! Latz hab kohm tuh nuu uzg, wer nuu driimz kun bi riyulyz’d! Rijoyz, fur id am uh hozh dai endiid!

Lat muzt guu furthur Eezt, agh furm lat’z nuu goi der. Id wull bi uh tik ub pruzperiti agh bub’hozhnuz fur Uruk-kynd! Nah guu furf agh duu Krug pruwd!”

 

With that, the sun-beam faded and the light-form of Buubztik’s spirit dissipated, leaving the Orcs to his words. They didn’t think on the matter long, and so with a shrug of the shoulders and a gathering of cargo, they went on their way. More travel Eastwards.

 

After several hours of walking, they reached a grassland that wasn’t quite a meadow or field, but wasn’t quite barren. A savannah, one more knowledgeable elder pitched in, and somehow the previously nomadic Orcs knew that this was to be their home.

 

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A few weeks later, the Orcish settlement was taking shape. In honour of recognising that this land was where Krug and his first children had lived, the steadily forming city was named San’Vitar: City of Old.

 

[IevIr4d 29]

Agrees

[Raptorious 1899]

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