An Overdue Return

[Steamin 49]

Having ventured for years across the ice-cold, harsh mountains of the human realm the Zhul's make their way home through treacherous terrain and hostile land. They head deep south to the new land of Industry, the land of Iron, the land of Krug's children. Arriving at the gate of his home nation Grahl would let out a hearty chuckle, finding irony in the fact that such a small gate harbours his mighty kin. Grahl however, wastes no time in gaining a quick entrance into the desert, looking to cure his homesickness and thirst to feel his skin touch the sun-scorching sand.

The orcs of Zhul follow Grahl in his hastened fashion to enter the city, pulling along carts of packed tents, barrels of fresh meat, fish and water. When all had entered the desert, there was a grim silence. Grahl dropped to his knees, cupping his hands into his face. Feint wails and grunts could be heard from his stationary position as he gazed upon his brothers missing grave. Blood members of the Zhul Clan unpacked their belongings outside their old land. However, Grahl could be seen kneeling in the same position for hours, reciting chants of an unknown tongue.

With a days rest and multiple hours to think about past events, Grahl would be found making a long journey from his small encampment to the Goi of the Iron Uzg. Mounted on top his brothers boar he moves at a fair speed, within a days ride to the City. Arriving at the gates of the Goi a day later, he calls for an audience with 'Rex Phaedrus'. Unaware that he has forfeited his position. He waits patiently outside the gate for the Rex to meet and accompany him to the palace for a meeting.

Edited September 5, 2015 by Steamin

[James 425]

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