To Honour a Rex

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The Dominus, Glumpuz'Gorkil, stood in his blarg that sat in one of the highest spires of San'Thraka, looking out at the desert landscape from the balcony. He'd hear small footsteps behind him, turning around to look at the small, scrawny goblin that stood before him, holding a parchment in his hand. 

 

"'And ihd obbah."  The Dominus commanded, as the quivering goblin offered it to him. He snatched it from his hand, beginning to read it, whilst the quivering servant goblin hastily made his way out.

 

"Zoh we'z finalleh focuzin' owr attenzhun on doze pozh panzee twiggiez? Beehn waytin' fer dihz, heh."  He muttered to himself, before tossing the parchment off the balcony, letting it fly along the winds of the desert. He let out a low chuckle as he went back inside, reaching for a book resting idly on a mostly empty shelf on the wall, it's title scratched out and replaced with "NUB'HOSH MOJO SKAH,"  flipping it open and beginning to gloss back over the nature of the magic the inferior and frankly uncivilized, from his perspective, race of pale skinned elves might use against him and his brothers.

[mmat 7460]

"'Green tide', more like a green dribble." A young man dismisses.

[Jonificus 2763]

"I love the smell of orcish fear in the morning."

                                   -Ser Caspar de Gueux

[Nug 2011]

"I wish the recent Orcish leaders were as scary as the past ones, it'd be a lot more exciting," Grimthae comments in a bland tone, clearly a bit disappointed with the current Orcish leaders.

 

rly henny

[- Pastry 931]

Ikur double takes after he looks at the parchment.

 

"The booger people can write?!"

[Leric 1097]

Tristin frowns. 

[Sky 0]

The Bull Druid idly picks his nose while reading, and yawns midway through, before wiping the booger over the paper and tossing it into the fire. "If only the aheral didn't disband their guard. Now Dak'ir and Aenor are to assist, and this'll just be troublesome... Boring, and easy, but troublesome."

[HardstyleRaver2 56]

Alak would let out a long, frustrated sigh. "There's something that must be done against the evil orcish menace."

[Drop Koala 332]

8 hours ago, Smaw said:

 

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.

Damai would have been sitting in her tree house responding to a llir about the threats to his people "An orc leader who would be utterly humiliated by a 'pinkie' king makes threats against us!"

[Man of Respect 5471]

Eath'Lur writes his book peacefully before looking out at the window, agreeing with Kharak's decision. If you somehow were there, you'd notice a copy of the note the Rex had sent to the elves would be there. "Wi are urukz, wi are meant to flat twiggiez."

 

((Please, take this spoiler with a sense of humour.))

Eath'Lur checks his katana collection and makes sure they are all extremely polished, writing forty-pages-long reviews of their greatnesses and previous hooded owners, then he unsheates his favourite pair of double katanas, the legendary burning katanas that he forged himself using the tears, blood and souls of his enemies. He nods at them, setting his dark knight hood above his head and he goes to jump down from an elven house rooftop into a haybale.

 

The orc gets to his feet and runs towards a house during the night stealthily

 

 

So he gets to the house and meets the ultimate evil hooded very strong ally that had his orcs killed by his parents and got very sad. He's greeted with a great greet from the Greetlands.

 

 

 

He'd raise his double flaming katanas, their flame seemed to be innactive "Pleez enchant theze fur mi." the elf would grab his katanas, nodding at him "ju5t 0ne m1nute b0ss xD"

 

Then he returns

 

"her3 y0ur k4tanas b0ss". Eath'Lur grabs the katanas, proud with ultimate evil hooded very strong ally that had his orcs killed by his parents and got very sad.

Flaming Sword of HELL and Sandk1ng

+2952 Strenght

+2621 Agility

-218 Wisdom

-=-

+Fire Element xD

+Fire Evocation

+29% Fire Damage

 

Flaming Sword of HEAVEN and Sandk1ng

+2952 Strenght

+2621 Agility

-218 Wisdom

-=-

+Fire Element xD

+Fire Evocation

+29% Fire Damage

 

 

 

 

very prepared the orc returns to the plaza of the city and climbs up the legendary cidatel, looking down at every elf there. He'd jump down, crashing like a meteor and begins to kill elf after elf, until he meets his ultimate evil enemy. They look at eachother and begin a legendary sword clash

 

 

They began to fight and they clashed equal to equal, but every fight has to have a winner, so Eath'Lur had beaten his enemy

 

 

so after he had beaten his enemy he ran away and saved the day

(music keeps playing on the background xD)

[herculean_wud 3662]

"Wy am dah Helvez edjy, mayn?" Sighs a random ork, "Zkahin' hell, dey iz lyk MattDaKid agh Eath's katanah kollektzhun kombyned."

 

"Zkahin Edj lordz."

[Elad™ 560]

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