Gorbag, a Twinkling Star

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

 

A cluster of orange sparks rises up into the night sky, up above the treetops and into the heavens.

 

The fire burns bright and warm, illuminating the eyes of the small circle of Orcs gathered around it. Grokor and Yertub of the Lur clan, as well Grothmar and Glumpuz of the Gorkil clan bow their heads in melancholy, their hearts heavy. Though seen as the lowest and cruelest descendents of the Four Sons, even Krug's children feel the pain of loss. A tear drips down Grothmar's eye, dribbling his cheek and falling into the dirt. Glumpuz looks on, his arms folded and his jaw clenched shut. Yertub and Grokor look down, paying their respects in silence.

 

Grothmar slowly carries the corpse of a young brown Orc, Gorbag of the Gorkil clan, towards the steadily growing bonfire. Shadows gather under his eyes as he feels the cold skin of his fallen brother, the newest recruit to the great Gorkil clan. Gorbag had proved his worth in his short time as a Gorkil, a welcome presence on the battlefield and a steadily improving blacksmith. He was a fearsome raider, like all true Orcs are. He died a death worthy of Uruks, being maimed by a great Scaddernak, the most deadly creatures of the desert. In his wisdom, knowing that without his body he was merely a mouth to feed, Gorbag drank the bitter cup and was found dead in a river the next day.

 

And so it was, that Grothmar laid Gorbag's body down on a funeral pyre. Though he had already passed on, a look of peace rested on the young deceased Orc's face. The flame's unforgiving fingers reached up, pulling Gorbag down to join them. His body was taken, and at that exact moment, his spirit made free.

 

A cluster of orange sparks rises up into the night sky, up above the treetops and into the heavens. With those sparks, the spirit of an Orc ascends. Higher and higher, Gorbag rises. With an axe in hand, he takes his place in the stars, ready for an everlasting, glorious klomp with the many Orcs who welcome him there. Glozug Votar, Gorbag.

[LatzMomo 2088]

"Glozug Votar." says Ragunus

[Argontum 153]

"Glozug votar, mi bruddah." said Drozh'Raguk. He knew what Gorbag was capable of, and he was sad to see a fellow orc died.

[Ethan the epic 115]

*Grokor'Lur stares at the blazing fire as he recalls the times he had with Gorbag. The times he raided with him. The times he fought and laughed with him, all gone with the touch of a poisonous tail. Grokor stares at the scaddernack trophy he gained from that day, remembering it all. Rest in peace Gorbag'Gorkil.

[assasinnoah 5]

Gorbag's spirit looks down from the sky. He gets a warm smile on his face and a few tears in his eyes.

[Lhindir_ 3691]

"Glozug Votar." says Kromog.

[Angmarzku 1251]

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