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"We will continue his sport, and we will revel in it."


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Several, crude parchments would arrive in the High Elven settlements scattered around Vailor:

 

 

To those of pale skin, I, Rex Kharak'Raguk offer fair warning. 

 

In honour of a passing Rex, we will be celebrating his legacy. His name was Kahn'Braduk. 

He took great pleasure in ending the lives of you, insufferable creatures; something we, along with the many denizens of this land consider on a daily basis.

 

Prepare yourselves, as best as lambs to the slaughter can.

We will be coming for you, and we will not stop until your towns are stained red. 

 

No tribute will sate our hunger.

 

 

 

 

 Fear the Green Tide

 

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Diz'Ko the irrelevant orc cringes hard

 

"Mi lovez mi kulture"

 

"Mi iz hulpin' twiggehz"

 

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Thessy the snow elf smirks as remembers the battle to save his homeland. 

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Mok'han sharpens his axe in preparation for the upcoming race war.

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Shagarath hits the wardrums, the sounds echo throughout San`Traka, mobilizing troops.

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Nurena'Yar snickers as she bottles a fresh curse potion, greatly anticipating all the test subjects this war will bring within her grasp.

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Robbie gasps upon hearing the news! "I surely hope they don't mistake me for a Mali'aheral!"

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Gareth blinks. "Orcish honor for you, fleeting and imperfect. Krug would be displeased." 

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Avern would read the notice in the inn, nodding a bit. She looks to the others gathered. 

 

"So, they want to tango. Bring it, I say. We will slaughter the savages in their filthy tracks."

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An elven vagabond with a bit of high elf in her blood meanders out to the beach with a mirror, and soaks up some rays.

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Guhrub would roar , a large grin on its face as it rushes towards elvish settlements

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28 minutes ago, Aerial said:

Gareth blinks. "Orcish honor for you, fleeting and imperfect. Krug would be displeased." 

 

Vorgo would chuckle at the thought that people understand Orcish honor better than Orcs

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illum_t.gifhe Old Wizard would be sat inscribing a strange language next to a telescope before voices on the wind would catch his ear... it would sound like Elves and Orcs somehow communicating with each other despite being far apart from one another. The Wizard would find this very all very peculiar that there are those capable of projecting their voices several hundred leagues across the sand dunes of the Orcish Homeland to the forests and islands of the Elven Homelands.

 

Listening to the voices he would hear a whole lot of griping going on. However the moment passes... shrugging off the strange conversation he would go to the window before shutting the old gnarled wooden shutters of his tower. Mumbling to himself with a sigh as his inner sanctum grows silent, before going back to his desk to continue with what he was doing. 

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1 hour ago, Fassa said:

Damai Chuckles at the banter "Obviously they are scared of the Mali'Ame and 'Ker"

 

After writing the letter, the Rex would consider the Mali'ker that had been decapitated over the past few days, and the Mali'ame that had suffered at the end of his blade.

 

"Their time will come too." He remarked to himself, slumping into his chair.

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