Ascension

[𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖍 2451]

 

 

A fist slams into a stone wall cracking it with specks of blood dripping from the ripped flesh that bare upon the knuckle. Vorgo'Yar stands atop the stone arch above the gates looking down unto the Orcs and Dreadlander refugee's taking in the faces of the those that stood beneath him "Da Rex zerved da Uzg with grayt pride but waz ripped from uz agh plazed in da zky prizon rite before our eyez! Mi will nub allow zum zhiny armored pinkeh tu invade our landz agh try tu flat uz." he roars out as he pulls his bloody fist from the stone pointing a finger outside of the city "If da pinkehz am invading da landz uf Krug they will alzo faze hiz wrath!" Vorgo'Yar rapidly paces down the stares grabbing a sword and throwing it to the nearest Orc or refugee, among those he passes would hear snarls and growls with rage and an increasing bloodlust coming from him as he grips tightly at the hilt of a war axe. "Let them come agh meat da end of our bladez!" he throws his arm into the with the axe high in the sky "Deez landz will be filled with bluud of our foez az we worzhip agh rezieve the blezzingz of Enrohk da zpirit of bluudzhed."

 

A grand statue of the World Destroyer, Kharak'Raguk looms menacingly high above Vorgo'Yar's head as he turns feeling the burn of the fires behind him "Da zpiritz haz alwayz peeped over da Urukz ezpezially in tikz of turmoil. With theze blezzingz we will ztand our ground againzt theze pinkzkinz like any Uruk dat am honorable tu da Uzg would!" He grabs the pelt of, Grothgore, heaving himself up to see above all the warriors in front of his eyes, from a simple glare of the mass of them he would see a fire burning in each and every one of their eyes ready to fight for the glory and defense of their country. Grothgore would heave himself forward firmly pulling the weight he carried while Vorgo'Yar looked down "Bruddahz we am nub alone, each agh every azh uf da pinkehz dat proved demzelvez hozh tu da Urukz wuz zpat out from their own landz by da azh'z who come to tu da zame tu uz! For years, we haz klomped againzt the pink zkinz agh nub azh tik haz mi zeen da pinkeh Rex on da waghfield." He grabs a hold of his shield that was mounted upon Grothgore pulling it onto his arm and begins pounding his waraxe upon it "Mi will nub klomp wid laht bruddahz, mi wihl klomp for da Zpiritz, for da Uzg, for our Anzeztorz, agh for lahtz!!" his roar's would tear at the eardrums surrounding him, booming so loud it would be heard through the rivers between the Rams and the Uzg.

"In deez dayz lahtz full ztrength will be tezted az laht klompz againzt thoze dat wizh tu flat uz all." he grumbles as Grothgore settles himself in between the crowd that was gathered around "Like Malgunuz before mi, mi duz nub zubmit to the termz of da pinkeh Rex  dey am abzurd agh foolizh! He wizhez to deztroy every zingle azh of uz inztead uf fazing mi himzelf." he puffs out his chest, tensing his muscles as he lifts his waraxe high into the air once again "WE AM DA KUBZ UF KRUG, WE AM ZTRONG WE AM BUBHOZH, KRUG KRUG KRUG KRUG!" chanting would arise among the faces the surrounded him, growing progressively louder as each voice began to chant "AZ DA REX UF DA WAGH UZG MI BLAHZ OWT TU LAHT BRUDDAHZ, FOLLOW MI INTO WAGH AGH DIZPERZE DA PINK FRUM OUR LANDZ!" the chanting would somewhat drown out his roars but would not overcome it "WAAAAAGH!"

 

 

 

[AfricanGlasses 111]

Kalalian looms towards the back of such a crowd, looking to his companion without a word darting from his lips. Only a single nod.

[PraiseTheLord 868]

The Wargoth of Kharak would step outside his blarg, accompanying the Rex everywhere he went, doing his job as a Keshig aswell. 

"Dihz ihz bub'hozh! Glozug Votar, Fohr dah huhnt!"

[lawnmowerman 3040]

"VORGO NO!" Vitallius screams wakin up in cold sweat

[2samspan 241]

Vagud smiles faintly at the news. "Hozh joyz. Mi hev vuhl feyv en Vuhrgo tu leed uz truh diz tuv tik." He then gets back to tending to his farm as if nothing of interest had happened.

[HedgeHug 2049]

"Dah Rekz am nub morr" Speaks shagarath in Mokh'Ilzgûl. "Long liv dah Rekz"

[herculean_wud 3662]

Wud blows a party hooter, waving - and donning - memorabilia from his campaign for Rexdom. 

 

"wUd," Says Wud.

[Samoblivion 532]

Lukra raises her axe and bellows in support. The Braduks around her follow suite instinctively.