The Flegual has fallen

[the 1 bow 1112]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=spUOHX0aRWc

The Rex looked at the horde before him. The greatest fighting force in all of Vailor. The Krughai. The mighty Orcs of the Iron Uzg stood in formation, ready for blood. Rumours had been spreading about the monster known as the Fleugal. It could swallow twenty people whole at once, it could not be killed, only starved to death. Tales of its absolute power were spoken of throughout the realm, uttered in hushed whispers. All throughout the realm, except the desert.

 

 

“WOT AREH WEH?!” Kahn called out to his kin.

 

 

“URUKZ!”

 

 

“WOT DU WEH DU?!”

 

 

“FLAT MOMOSKAH’HAZ!”

 

 

“WEN DU WEH DU ID?!”

 

 

“WENEVER WEH SKAH’N FEEL LIKE ID!” The Krughai’s anticipation for this klomp, dubbed a suicide mission by the weak and cowardly who had tried and failed before them grew by the second. The Rex signalled for his Targoths, Ghazkoth’Braduk and Nagg’Raguk to rally the troops and board their ship, ‘Da Zquidz Peepa’. War drums began to beat, and as the ship pulled out from the docks of the Uzg, sailing to that of the Cloud Temple, many who witnessed the passing of the Green Tide fled the banks, fearing for their lives. Yet it was not pinkskin blood that they would bath in on this day, it was the Fleugals.

 

 

As the Krughai horde passed through the tranquille docks of the Cloud Temple, onlookers mouths were agape, watching the march of the Iron Uzg. Travelling to Aeroch’nor, the Orcs would then make their ways through the swamps before a guttural screech punched itself through the air. Through the dense shrubbery, its pinkish flesh could be seen.

 

 

The Fleugal was waiting for them. Mounting immediate defensive positions, the Krughai saw that many of the balistas that Aeroch’nor had set up were destroyed, left in ruins. Slime slathered across the ground with every movement the Fleugal made, yet it did not approach the Orcs. Instead, it continued to screech. The Rex got Ghazkoth’s squadron to move around and flank the giant beast, whilst he and Nagg would lead the Vanguard. With out a moments hesitation, Kahn, his axe Gorechild in hand led the charge.

 

 

The battle commenced with roars and demands of blood from the Orcs. They were quickly met. Kahn leapt at the Fleugal, cleaving off a tentacle in a single strike. Ghazkoth and his unit began launching javelins at the rear of the monster, whilst Nagg led his group to physically climb onto of the beast.

 

 

Malog’Yar, apart of Ghazkoth’s squad ducked as a tentacle swung for him, roaring in defiance. Another one came, and the Motsham did not allow it the mercy of missing, instead, his axe struck deep into the tentacle, causing it to convulse violently. With a vicious stomp to part it from the stem, Malog ended the tendrils misery. A second tentacle swung itself at the Warchief, who to return the favour, grabbed it mid flight and cut it in two. Ghazkoth himself had found himself stuck underneath a tentacle, the slime oozing across his body. The big Targoth had enough of being crushed, and lifted the heavy tendril from his lower body, lodged his axe into it and proceeded to rip the rest of the thing off away from itself. On the other side of the creature, Nagg had arrived at top of the Fleugals head, getting the Krughai to shank its skin whilst he worked on the eyes. The red orc began striking his axe at one of the eye’s stem as the Fleugal let out a cry of pain. Kulgan’Braduk charged up the monster, tackling himself into one of the three eyes and subsequently, ripped it off. Nagg cleaved the other eye, leaving one remaining.

 

 

The Rex charged directly at the Fleugal’s jaw, flying through the air and into the flesh, his axe lodging deep and destroying the bone. He then scaled the monster to rendezvous with the rest of the Krughai up top. Nagg had finished cutting off the Fleugals last eye, heaving it off to the side. It was at this point that Aeroch’nor arrived, and began firing what balistas were left.

 

 

Ghazkoth had the idea of burrowing through the Flegual from the top down, and as such, began mangling the flesh of its skull with his war axe. Each heavy handed, brutal strike ripped open another wound, breaking bone and tearing tendons. Kahn thought of a more direct approach. However, before any of them could act, their attention was drawn to Eath’Lur, who had found himself ontop of the Fleugal’s largest tentacle. It swung violently but the Elder Shaman held on. Waiting for the perfect moment, Eath drove his spear into the flesh of the largest tentacle. It is unknown if Huntsgoth Eath’Lur struck some form of nerve, or had a foreign agent washed over his spearhead, but the tentacle collapsed on impact, resulting in Krughai arriving at cleaving it in two. The Fleugal let out a viscious roar of agony.

 

 

The Rex saw his opening, and leapt down into the lions jaws, or as it were, the Fleugals. Landing on the inner rim of the gargantuan creatures mouth, Kahn struck his axe hard, knocking several large teeth out of his way. He then leapt down the monsters throat. It was dark, and the acid from inside ate away at the Rex’s armour and quickly his skin. But he saw all he needed. The Fleugal’s heart. With a mere few swings, Rex Kahn’Braduk detached the heart from the body, and the Fleugal fell limp. The acid began burning into his skin. It would soon kill him. Kahn exhaled, grabbing the heart. Two sets of hands grabbed him, pulling him free. His eyes opened to the sight of his brother Ghazkoth and surprisingly, the Dark Elf Azel who had become an honourary. Azel had proven himself a valued soldier in battle, and had proven himself to the Rex personally, helping to save his life.

 

 

Kahn rose, the mighty Krughai before him, hovering around the carcase of the beast thought to be un killable. The Iron Uzg did what all else failed to do.

 

 

The Iron Uzg has murdered the Fleugal

Fear the green tide

 

Edited September 5, 2015 by the 1 bow

[Pinochet 356]

Nagg'Raguk stomps back to the Goi, preparing a sacrifice to Krug and Leyd to thank them for the successful battle.

[Catarrh 720]

 Mothsham Malog'Yar collects a sample of the Fleugal's flesh and a bottle full of the black ichor that seemed to be the beast's blood, and returns to his hut, looking forward to seeing the potential in these new reagents. 

[James 425]

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