A new Son (Need a Cub played)

[the 1 bow 1112]

Walking towards the Braduk district Gundz'koth the Rex grunted, still clad in his armour. He was flanked by his Goblin servant Larty Wun Eye.

 

"'ow iz zhe?" Kahn asked, his gaze locked on the blarg ahead, fortified and guarded by an aggressive rhino. Larty chuckled, continuing to walk.

 

"Zhe beh ah Ferok wid ah Braduk kub in her. Wot lat fink?" Kahn too laughed. They stepped across the bleached sand until they arrived, the rhino growled, approaching. Kahn muttered something inaudible, yet he, Larty and the rhino all understood. The great beast stood down. Many Orcs gathered around the home, waiting to see the new born child of the Rex. Rattling a large armoured fist on the door, they were met with no response. Exchanging glances, the Rex and Larty forced the door open and entered. It was dark and rather humid, with a large pile of pelts sculpted into a nest erected in the back half of the room. 

 

"Skaaahaa.." The two could here from the nest. 

 

"Lukra." Kahn said plainly. She was the one he had chosen to mate with. Without hesitation a spear shot out of the nest, missing Kahn's head by an inch. Without flinching, the Rex nodded to Larty who began burrowing into the nest. He made a hole and crawled in. Kahn ripped a larger one and followed suit. Lukra eased slightly seeing it was the two of them, yet she was still on edge. She had a firey spirit at the best of times, and now that she had fallen pregnant, to say that the Feroc was irritable would be like describing the cosmos as fairly large. 

 

Lukra said that the child was coming soon, and before they knew it, she had fallen into labour. She asked about previous Braduk births. She was in the clan but was not blood family, and Braduks are notoriously large creatures. She was not afraid, but wondered if this child would kill her. Larty shrugged.

 

"Dere haz been ah few dat have died. Bud if lat didnt want da thret ob death, lat shouldnt have mated wid ah Braduk. Bezydez, wen ah delivered Kahn, hiz momo didnt die agh he'z ah biggun." Kahn and Larty laughed, yet Lukra did not see the humour. Resigned to the danger, she began to push. Springing into action Larty began his work whilst Kahn sat rather amused against the soft walls of the nest, watching the two. Lukra began to push, whilst Larty looked back to Kahn who gave a half nod. Turning his attention back to Lukra, the Goblin smirked.

 

"Lat needz tu puzh harda Lukra, ad da moment ahm peepin ah pinkzkin woman liein dere puzhin. Lat ah pinkzkin?" Looking back to Kahn again, Larty asked with almost genuine curiosity. "Lat mate wid pinkzkinz now?" Doubling over laughing, Kahn could not compose himself. However, Lukra roared in defiance, pushing harder. 

 

After several hours, the cub was pulled free. It was a boy. He was, by all accounts huge, with tiny, but not tiny, muscles across his body. Letting out a cry that echoed Lukra's roar, he let the Uzg know he had arrived. 

 

"Gib mi mah zon." The Rex commanded, and Larty handed him his infant. He looked considerably smaller in Kahn's grasp. He looked him over, and nodded. This boy would do. He bore the blue eyes of Braduk, and had a shocking resemblance to Kahn himself. Kahn lost himself in thought for a moment, before exhaling. "Heh wil beh named Mok'han. In memoreh ob ah hozh Uruk." Lukra panted, but seemed more relaxed. She forced herself up and dragged herself next to Kahn.

 

"Hozh name." She stroked the top of the cubs head, smiling. "Soh, latz gonna help raize him den?" Kahn nodded. He looked to Lukra, she had impressed him. In truth, he thought she would not have coped as well. In her time in the Braduks she had grown stronger, and was of a natural warriors build, but still. 

 

The Rex has a new Son

Long Live

 

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G'day tigers,

 

I have a son that needs playing. He was just born so he'd start fairly young. This son is the one the Rex will be putting the most stock into (no offense to my other cubs) but this is the one he intends to groom into a leader. Dont choose to play this because you want power, its more of a storyline thing rather than something that will actually come to fruition, but it will lead to cool rp. OOC info, this will need to be your main. You can obviously have alts but we want this char to be your main.

 

RP info.

 

Name: Mok'han

Parents: Rex Kahn'Braduk and Lukra'Braduk

The male gene is dominant, the Braduk gene more so. Mok'han essentially looks like a Kahn 2.0. Moreover, as he is a Braduk, he will grow to be immensely large. Moreover, Kahn will be training him physically and mentally, whilst Lukra will do a lot of the domestic stuff. However, both parents will be in his life.

 

I can get a skin organised for you if youre interested. If you are, let me or Samoblivion know.

 

Thanks.

 

Edited November 10, 2015 by the 1 bow

[Ioannis 1480]

Ioannis hears the news and lets out a smile. "I should send a colt soon so the new Uruk would learn to ride from a young age" says and goes to his stables.

 

((You get a horse aswell along the Uruk throne :P))

Edited November 12, 2015 by Ioannis

[Pav33 101]

Argat would smile after hearing the news. After that, he'd retire to his bed of twigs and old cloth.

[Samoblivion 532]

"Skah." Lukra grumbled slightly as she fiddled with the hip straps on her leather armour. It had been 8 months since the birth of her son and although her body had mostly recovered some elements of her physique seemed to be permanently changed, much to her annoyance. Stretch marks were scars to be proud of as any other, but differences in bone position and centre of gravity, minute though they may be, required work - adjustment of the armour that she wore as a second skin.

She was sitting on the stepped sides of her blarg, the eternal sun of the Orcish deserts beating down above, providing her with adequate light for her task. Her attention was divided between the movement of her unwieldy fingers and the activities of her kub a couple of meters away. Mok'han had grown fast and was larger than any kub had any right to be at his age, but he was still a very young kubbie at heart - sitting in the sand and playing raider with some wooden figures. He let out a rumbling woop each time he crashed the big green figure with red eyes into the weedy little pink ones, making happy gurgling noises as he did. Lohkar, the agile Braduk rhino that Lukra was bonded to rumbled in applause, his head set down in the sand next to Mok'han. The rhino did this at great discomfort to himself - when she was in the throes of nesting at the end of her pregnancy, Lukra had contructed an elaborate defensive palisade around her blarg. She dismantled it mostly, but kept some of it to server a kub-proof pen to allow Mok'han to explore outside without too much supervision - Lohkar had his head stuck through one of the larger gaps. Lukra couldn't help but smile - they made a ridiculous pair, the oversized newborn and the ponderous rhino.

As she watched the kub's fist descend toward a fracturing pink stick-man her mind's eye flashed forward to some distant battlefield in years to come. A towering dark-skinned green warrior of strong blood and stronger skill, destroying all before him, heading a charge of his brothers and sisters into a pack of some unknown foe. His mailed fist, an axe clenched in it descended down upon a broken foe-man as his blue eyes tinged red with boiling rage. Such a future for their child would frighten and cow a mother of another race, but all Lukra felt was pride. Pride and the will to be at that battle, to share in the slaughter and her son's glory.

[Elad™ 560]

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