Taming of The Great Beast.

[PraiseTheLord 868]

 

Spoiler

 

http://listenonrepeat.com/?v=06H_6oI4EK4#Celtic_Music_-_Wolf_Blood

Both at same time, put Wolf blood on slighty lower Volume.

 

 

 

The Blossom of the Evening.

It would be a bright evening the Jungle of the War Uzg, many birds chirped around and all kinda of animals bustled through the Thick Bushes.

A bright red Shape would peer out of the trees and bushes for one sec, then dissapear, followed by another.

 

The Trees moved, quite suddenly, as a trunk appeared from behind a tree, feasting on the luscious leaves.

The Trunk would halt, when sounds of steel clanking together were followed by Footsteps, drawing near...

 

A Red Figure would walk out from the shadows, a smile on his face as he spread his arms.

"Ahh! Zuh wih finalley meeht, Myrzym. Lur has gihvehn mih dah chanze tuh pruhve mizehlf tuh Kharak Agh Krug."

Turkurz'Raguk would say, obviously having no weapons on him as he edged near.

Another Red Orc would grunt in annoyance at the Stupid Wargoth, expecting him to learn his lesson.

Spoiler

 

The Myrzym would roar fiercely at the Uruk and stomp its foot, before going to feast once again.

"Zhuw mih laht ahm wurth mih Tik, Myrzym."

The Wargoth would state, edging nearer before Roaring

Spoiler

 

The Myrzym looked up, letting out a terrifying sound from its trumpet, but alas, it did not make the Red Wargoth Fear,

It stomped it's might foot and ran forward.

At the very last second, the wargoth would jump to the side, cowering in the trees, when the Myrzym came charging past, Turkurz Leaped onto one of its huge Tusks

 

The Myrzym roared in protest, violently shaking its head to get the Uruk off as he moved his way along, closer to the Head.

Vagud'Gorkil, chuckled, clearly amused as the Wargoff used the Myrzym's smallest tusk, the one under the mouth, to haul himself to the head.

 

The fighting went on for hours, as the Myrzym attempted to kill the Red Uruk above him, but to no avail.

 

Turkurz'Raguk moved his hand over to the Myrzym's eye, scratching its ear with his other hand as it started to lose hope.

The Myrzym had given up, broken.

 

 

 

The War Uzg.

Home.

Spoiler

http://listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=358WqCgg0_U#The_Lord_of_the_Rings%3A_The_Return_of_the_King_CR_-_06__The_Mumakil

The Two uruks returned home, with Turkurz's new Prize. 

He Immediately started working on armor and decorations for Brokn.

He started hauling everything on to Brokn, grunting with every step.

When he rode out of the War Uzg, the trumpets of Pride broke loose in Turkurz'Raguk as he roared in happiness.

"Gruk ouhr Naymz!"

-Turkurz'Raguk, The Wargoth.

 

 

 

[KBR 2046]

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