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A Shrine to Glutros

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Upon a hill not far from the Yar clan lands, Nurena'Yar and a strange half-orc named Olnin have been working tirelessly throughout day and night lugging materials onto a small patch of clear sand. Slowly a large snake huddled around treasure takes form as they work, quickly followed by a table filled with as many kinds of food as the mind can imagine.

As the final touches are put onto the shrine, Nurena sighs in relief. She flops down into one of the luxurious chairs on the table, and grins at her companion.

"Diz... Diz zhud mayk Glutroz happeh. Wi zhud mayk diz ah ziyt fur everehazh whu wuntz tu hab ah feezt ur zelebrayzhun!"

She pauses as an Olog approaches, the sand crunching under his enormous weight. His beady eyes peer around at the glorious scene before his eyes; food, and lots of it! He is invited to help himself and indeed, he does so. Nurena watches on proudly as the Olog stuffs himself with cakes and sweet foods, sure the Spirit of Greed is also watching the sublime spectacle of utter gluttony before her. She silently vows to spread the great word of Glutros to all to further honour this clearly superior spirit, hoping it can begin a new era of praise and reverence that is not aimed at a Lesser Spirit.

 

 

 

 

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In the pitch black night of the desert, an onlooker might spy a curious happening. An Olog by the name of Horhtz, immensely fat and warty, would appear to be trying to sneak up the hill, his arms tightly at his side as he tiptoes gently through the sand dunes. His face, illuminated in the firelight, shows joyful greed as he shoves handfuls of food into his arms and tiptoes back down, dropping various foods as he goes.

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Kharak's stomach growls suddenly. He rises to his feet in search of Wud, the Chef of the Raguk clan.

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Shreck'Lak recoils in cringe upon sighting the shrine, "Glutroz zhurleh wihl bi inzulted bai zuch ahn ouht ub playze..." he grunts, astonished by the utter incompetence of the builder before continuing, "albai peep'n zhryne. Holeh zkah," he states blankly, turning to strut off stiffly on the stead of subjecting himself to go nearer.

 

 

He would march off to create a proper place of worship, one that actually reflected grandeur and respectability back upon their spirit.

 

 

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Olnin jumps around excitingly at the finished project.

"Bub'hozh! Bub'hozh! We did bub'hozh agh Glutroz apreezhiate the zhryne!"

 

The half-orc gleeful runs to the table which the Olog has his feast. 

"Anuthah feezt?"

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1 hour ago, Travista said:

Shreck'Lak recoils in cringe upon sighting the shrine, "Glutroz zhurleh wihl bi inzulted bai zuch ahn ouht ub playze..." he grunts, astonished by the utter incompetence of the builder before continuing, "albai peep'n zhryne. Holeh zkah," he states blankly, turning to strut off stiffly on the stead of subjecting himself to go nearer.

 

 

He would march off to create a proper place of worship, one that actually reflected grandeur and respectability back upon their spirit.

 

 

   "Glutroz ez depikt'd az a zerpunt arownd a pyle ob guld. Da zhrine ez  a zerpunt arownd a pyle ob guld. Lat kan gu zit un latz zult." proclaims Malog in defense of Nurena's work.

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Just now, Catarrh said:

   "Glutroz ez depikt'd az a zerpunt arownd a pyle ob guld. Da zhrine ez  a zerpunt arownd a pyle ob guld. Lat kan gu zit un latz zult." proclaims Malog in defense of Nurena's work.

Shreck'Lak wonders how he is heard.

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Just now, Travista said:

Shreck'Lak wonders how he is heard.

The shrine is built right next to Malog's land.

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3 minutes ago, Catarrh said:

The shrine is built right next to Malog's land.

Shreck'Lak spoke from a distance as implicated - it would be literally impossible to hear his soothing swampy voice.

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The olog from the shrine would be seen at night sluggishly walking on the tips of his toes with his fat arms arched near his sides, blinking rapidly as he goes to swipe more food from the Yar clan. 

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"grUb. wuD cuUk!"

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oops please delete 

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Just now, Sultan said:

 

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

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