~ "Run!" ~

[HedgeHug 2049]

It was but early in the afternoon, when the orc paired with an abomination walked their way down the walkway of the elven capital. The two elves, locked out by the gate of their very own city were slaughtered in an instance...

 

Soon followed the arrival of many elves, including one of ebony skin. As the Sirame paired with foolish peasants combated these superior foes the Mali'Ker, loyal to the uzg, joined in the fight and proudly defended his master. A victim fell, another, and another, but more arrived as well... eventually a lineup of five elves stood opposite the line of orc, slave and beast...

 

Upon the forward charge of the orcish alliance, all foes fled.

 

"Run.. fools" The elder spoke as he recovered the heads of those fallen. "Fear the Spirits, Praise the Spirits"

 

"Lul Gijak-Ishi" The beast roared as the elves fled, its nails digging deep into the skull of a freshly slain Mali'Ame.

 

No help came form the elves, that day.

[Skylez 870]

"Et wuz a guud fught" ChurBuur mumbles to himself as the znaga sat somewhere in the Uzg, tending his wounds from the encounter. 

[Farryn 860]

Elvira, along with her clerics, would be sat in their base, sipping tea and relaxing after they escaped from the orcs attacking.

[Elvrohir Aureon 210]

Elvrohir clutches his skull, as somehow, after the battle, the telepathic voice of the Shaman sobs and curses in his head, whining about his horse that had died in the battle. Elv begins to shudder and collapses, passing out. A doctor would examine him, and determine he had been exposed to massive sodium levels during the battle, for Uruks tend to exude the substance. 

 

Elvrohir's fate is uncertain, he might become the only casualty of the battle, everyone else on both sides having survived. 

[LatzMomo 2088]

An Elf starts to say something passive aggressive, but then decides he doesn't wanna get laughed at for being salty, instead he doesn't say it, and he just thinks it.

"This beast is unholy, we should rally a force to dispatch this monster at once! to all the blacksmiths, make arms and armors, and to all the able bodied men, prepare to slay this abomination!"

Robin sharpens his sword with a whetstone, then begins preparing a plaque on his wall for the head of a beast to show his children.

"It's time we show the Orcs they can't just keep birthing abominations and tragedies and get away with it! DEATH TO THE BEAST!"

[Man of Respect 5471]

3 hours ago, Elvrohir Aureon said:

Elvrohir clutches his skull, as somehow, after the battle, the telepathic voice of the Shaman sobs and curses in his head, whining about his horse that had died in the battle. Elv begins to shudder and collapses, passing out. A doctor would examine him, and determine he had been exposed to massive sodium levels during the battle, for Uruks tend to exude the substance. 

 

Elvrohir's fate is uncertain, he might become the only casualty of the battle, everyone else on both sides having survived. 

Eath'Lur shakes as his citation is stolen. "Dei am thievez..." he takes another sip of the bowl

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

"Our high prince slaughters four of them by himself back in Vailor, we quietly go home. They scream for an hour and pick off one of us while in a group and celebrate as if it was a major military victory. Orcish honour indeed..." Mused Artimec.

[Guest]

Kairn reclines into his seat, musing quietly to Arianna. "Aha!"

[herculean_wud 3662]

5 hours ago, 吳憾戰士14 said:

"Our high prince slaughters four of them by himself back in Vailor, we quietly go home. They scream for an hour and pick off one of us while in a group and celebrate as if it was a major military victory. Orcish honour indeed..." Mused Artimec.

 

"Yub, agh he kaym tu klomp uwr bruddaz diz tyk. . .but rahn. HURHURHURHUR." Says an ork.

[Smaw 2376]

"At least the Muyakelg didn't have a flaming sword." Remarked another sassy Elf, blurring the line between his world and some other, disconnected world.

[Angmarzku 1251]

"It's not like mali'ame have a drop of honour." Johnsen rolls his shoulders into a lazy shrug, sighing. "Here, have some sweet candy out of honey. Should do the trick, lads."

[LadyRebecca 1050]

In the quiet of the Linandria clinic, a resting and recuperating Sirame soldier lies in the infirmary, dozing. Sitting on the cold floor beside the cot, a small tanned skin woman with pointed ears watches over him with red-rimmed eyes. "They may cut down one tree, but they'll never cut down the whole forest." She whispers in a hoarse voice.

[Wendigo 786]

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