Tournament Of Mounts

[Arteh 1837]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHYN0e2vBHs

 

Rex Vrogash'Gorkil examines the stables of the Iron Uzg as sees several formidable mounts unclaimed, the Rex calls upon his Gobo to prepare and dispatch a message to all the Warchiefs and Wargoths alerting them of a tournament. The Tournament of Mounts.

 

Time: Saturday 5pm EST/10pm GMT

 

- Mounts/Armour/Weapons will be given

 

Rules of the Tournament:

 

- Must be Horseback.

- Full Iron armour, with a sword.

- Horse Archery is also acceptable.

- Orcs only

 

 

Rewards

 

Those who are deemed more superior on cavalry than others will be given a spot in the cavalry of the Orcish Military. They will be provided with a far superior horse, and formidable equipment including armour and weaponry. 

 

This tournament is to help find the best cavalry fighters within the Orcs and to appropriate them in the correct units. 

 

Please leave an RP comment if you'll be attending.

[Dragonspeakerz 0]

Miegal hears about this Tournament and will be attending.

[leave me alone 995]

((thats one of my favorite nasheeds))

[Man of Respect 5471]

Eath sits on his house, his legs crossed and his eyes closed, as he seens to be in some sort of trance, as a slave would quickly run in Eath's house, it seens to be branded by another orc.

 

"Master Eath, master Eath!" The elf shouts, quickly running inside the tent, that would disrupt Eath's spiritual state. The large orc would slowly raise to his feet as he stares down at the elf, giving him an angry face. It's eyes seens to pierce through his eyes, shaking his soul deeply as the elf comes to a halt, completely intimidated by the orc's gaze, standing there in fear as he falls to his knee, staring up at the massive orc.

 

 

"Wub ez et?" Asks the large orc, not happy neither pleased by the slave's presence. "WUB EZ ET?" The large orc asks once again, staring down at the man, clenching his fists tightly.

 

Now completely paralyzed in fear, the slave lowers it's head, extending the orc a scroll, it still seens to have it's seal. He goes to grab the scroll from the slave's hand and remove said seal, opening the scroll to read it

 

"Horzeh klompz? Bub'hozh."

 

Eath stares down at the slave, it still seens to be shaking in fear. "Dah Rehkz kuld zend ah gobo, doe... WUB LAT AM DUYIN' HEYR? ZKAH OVV MI PEEP BEFUYR MI ZHOP LATZ HEEHD OV AGH FEEHD ET DU DAH HOWLURZ!!"

 

The slave would quickly get to his feet and bolt off.

 

Eath'Lur finishes reading the scroll

 

"Kount un Eeth fur diz, bruddah Vrugahk."

[Aislin 4354]

Abdul "Abu" Al-Enezi'Gorkil flagellates himself in anticipation

[The S.U.R.O Serpent 111]

Uglug hears the loud thunder of his axe, blow after blow against a great oak tree, preparing to call it a day but not before Nagg would run up to him shouting.

 

"Uglug mi brudda, da Rekhz haz zent blah dayt durr bi hurze turnumunt!

 

Uglug would seem very excited at the prospect of a chance to klomp many great orcs.

 

"MI ZHALL BI DA KLUMP CHUMPIUN!"

[Travista 1361]

Shreck'Lak prepares to breed and toil endlessly away for his Rex's lavish tournament!

[Catarrh 720]

  Malog stands hunched over a rock by the oasis in the Yar lands, drawing up building designs on fresh parchments. Looking up from his work, he sees a goblin sprinting across the desert, calling his name. When the goblin finally reaches him, and gives him the news, he nods, "Yub. Mey az well gib et a trai. Mi bi der." He sends the goblin on his way, and gets back to work.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Drak'lur hefts a short-shafted mace and readies a blade for the tournament

[_Jandy_ 3519]

Nazark isn't top notch cavalry but he prepares to go for a fun klomp

[Afilion 14]

Korgulg would be focused, slamming his hammer into a nearby anvil. His slave Corvus would enter his home with a letter in hand.

"Master Korgulg, This arrived moments ago..."

Korgulg would drop his hammer taking the letter from Covus. He would read through the letter before dismissing his slave.

"Zounds luk duz kuld beh gud klomp."

[✿Honeybear✿ 84]

Hearing news of the tourney from her ever toiling popo, Lakquisha polishes her skull, mounts her wardonkey, and prepares for glorious combat!

 

"Mi howpe Rex-zenpai notizez mi!"

[Dmajikes 46]

Mi zhall fyt ib mi gid azh mownt, mi lazt azh wuz flat by zharaz

[KoTo 610]

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