Rex Kahn'braduk The Iron Rhino

[the 1 bow 1112]

 

 

Kahn Braduk opened his eyes. His blarg was empty, as it always was yet his arm was outstretched across the animal pelts of his bed, trying to embrace someone who would never lie there again, as it always was. His goblin servant and old friend, Larty Wun Eye entered the home, looking at the orc he raised. 

 

"Phaedrus iz redeh, Kahn." The withered goblin said. Kahn sat up, letting out a grunt. He didn't speak, he merely moved over to his armoury. He began strapping on his pieces of armour before he came to his weapons. There it sat. The Hammer of Braduk. Kahn's now red eyes fell upon it and held, as voices started chanting in his head.

 

"GHASH! GHASH! NAGRAUFOM! NAGRAUFOM!"  The chants echoed louder as the voices of every Braduk in the Stargush'Stroh Kahn clasped the hammer, turning to leave his blarg. Larty stood in front of him.

 

"Dey are awll watchin, mi bruddah." Kahn nodded, moving past the goblin into the blistering heat of the desert. The Braduk looked at the crowd before him, which slowly dispersed, showing the Albai Rex, Phaedrus'Yar. 

 

"Ug, Kahn."

 

"Ug, Phaedrus."

 

"We shall do this as we did before?"

 

"Yub. Ah challenge lat foh Rexdom." The two let out mutual nods of respect, before walking to the arena. They took to separate corners, as the orcs clamoured for battle, salivating at the Rex klomp.

 

Orc stared down Elf.

Braduk stared down Yar.

Brother stared down Brother.

 

The klomp began.

As the dust settled, Kahn, hovered over Phaedrus. All the orcs watched. Kahn offered a hand, lifting the Wood Elf to his feet.

 

"Rulg, foh everting lat haz dune." Kahn muttered to Phaedrus. 

"Dabu, I will be taking a leave from the Uzg to let you settle in to your rank."

"Yub, lat haz earned ah rezt. Lat went ub againzt evereh uruk wid ah opinion, agh lat wun." Phaedrus nodded once more and then withdrew from the arena and all the orcs of the Iron Uzg payed their respects. He had come as an honourary, and had left a brother.

 

Kahn stood before the hordes of the Iron Uzg, the Hammer of Braduk in one hand and his famed axe Gorechild in the other. He looked at the mighty sons of Krug, the greatest fighting force in existence. 

 

"BRUDDAHZ AGH ZIZTAZ! Ah ztahnd befoh latz tudey, az latz new Rex. Weh wil wazh ovah our enemiez in ah zea ob blood agh terrible vengeanze, Wen da zkreamz ob all who oppoze uz, echo through eternity, dey wil azk whu zparked zuch ah inferno. Gruk dat id iz da heartz ob latz, mah bruddahz agh ziztaz dat fanz da flame ob da Iron Uzg."

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJ99VUcjbFs

 

 

Kahn'Braduk, the Iron Rhino has ascended to Rexdom

The Iron Uzg has entered a new age

We are the Nation of Violence

Fear the Green Tide

[Travista 1361]

Shreck'Lak sharpens his sabre, eager for the conquests to come.

 

 

Fear the Blue/Green Tide*

[marimbamonk 1501]

Brunhyldir blinks. 

 

He sighs.

[_Jandy_ 3519]

Nazark hears the news deep in the mine as a swamp rat scampers to his side and delivers the news. Nazark feels a sense of disappointment but also anticipation. His natural need has been unsated since his arrival in Vailor. He mines faster as to complete his quotas and returns to the surface. He approaches a practice dummy and begins wailing upon it with his iron hammer, 'Curse', this hammer will bathe again. 'Curse' will bathe in blood soon. Fear the Green Tide. Fear the Iron Uzg.

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