The Return Of The Legend.

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

The Spirits Rustle; True Orc Blood Boils

An eery wind sweeps through the Orcish cities, all is silent. An Old Orc trudges through, warhamemr slung over his shoulder "Nub'hozh..". The city remains quiet until whispers echo in the distance and the rumbling of what seems like an army erupts, Orc berserkers rush out of their ambushing spots and surround the Old Orc "Traytor!" they yelp, snorting in anger. The Old Orc stares blankly at the Orcs surrounding him before letting out a hearty chuckle "Iddle be maneh muunz befure latz kan fayze me..! Ztand duwn, kubs." he growls in anger. The Orcs stagger before snarling out once more, one even leaping towards the Old Orc. The Old Orc holds his grin and pivots on his feet, swinging his warhammer with both hands and bashing the Grunt's face inward with a mighty blow, severely injuring him "Latz hav fawllen su luw.. Vere iz yur Wargothz!" the Old Orc commands!



Rap'Lur steps forward passing the young berserkers surrounding the Orc "Throm'ka Grogmar.." he mutters out, the Orcish berserkers shiver at the name. "Ug, Rap. Id iz tyme fir agh kulling, apparendleh mi rippin oud dat skaherz hart wuz nub enuff. Rexdom iz nuw ub fir grahbz, vere iz da Wargothz." he says in a rather calm voice, slinging his bloodied warhammer back over his shoulder. Rap'Lur nods faintly "Whytewuzh iz nub eazy tu reemuve." before frowning a bit, realising the reality the Orcs must face. Grogmar then shakes his head, slowly trotting through the Orcs and pushing those who remain standing in his way out of the way. He meanders on up towards the Rex's tent, glaring at the throne "Pinkehz uze thronez..".



Grogmar then turns to those gathered and begins his speech "By ryght uv Krug agh da Spiridz da tytul uv Rex iz nuw ub fir grahbz. Wargothz dat wunt tu leed da Urukz agaynzt da forzez ub Iblees agh leed da urukz tu progrezz.. Nub bakztabbin, nub trikery, nub puppetry... ZTEP FURWARD NUW!" Grogmar bellows out as loud as he can, turning his back to those present showing off his symbol of Gorkil before raising his warhammer upwards and going to smash it down upon the throne until it is in shambles.

OOC:
((RPly step forward and give a small speech about you becoming Rex. I'm not being Rex, I don't even care if you guys want to pvp for a week to decide who it is. Participate in this RP and discuss your reasons for wanting Rexdom and why you are better than everyone else, a Rex must be strong enough to control the clans and bring them together during times of War, not be a king. Commence RP friends, want to attempt to assassinate me do emote that and I'll come meet you IG in the place this is happening.))

[Burkester 1247]

*Orcs wait for the official announcement on who won the klomp versus the Rex.*

((A thread will be made soon of who the new rex is, ic there was a klomp between the Rex and the Dom wargoth a new thread will be made))

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

*Orcs wait for the official announcement on who won the klomp versus the Rex.*

((A thread will be made soon of who the new rex is, ic there was a klomp between the Rex and the Dom wargoth a new thread will be made))

A Goblin runs into the Rex tent and begins shouting about the Rex being defeated in a klomp that actually ended the life of the Rex and thus caused his absence, though the Goblin is too hyper and is barely able to be understood. All Orcs glare at the Goblin and await for it to calm down to give the good news.

[HappyShackles 886]

Reksam'Kog wanders off into the savannah, defeated, wounded, and ashamed.

[Raptorious 1899]

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