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THE RAGUK Wargoth, Turkurz’Raguk, stood over the bridge, peering into the chasm below, pondering the fate of his clan.  They had suffered, and they would continue to suffer.  But they would endure, they always had and they always would. However, the passing of the elder, Wud’Raguk, troubled him.

    Whilst thinking it all over, he failed to notice the Half-Uruk, Kulravok’Raguk, approaching behind him.  

 

“What’s wrong with you, brother?”

 

The Half-Uruk would ask.  Turkurz wondered how he knew, perhaps his expression had given his thoughts away.  However now was not the time to dwell on such things.

 

“Our clan, brother.  We are few in number.  We are strong in both body and mind, but we lack numbers.  So many have gone to Stargush’Stroh.”

 

Kulravok would see what he was saying.

 

“You mean Wud.”

 

Turkurz nods at this.

 

“He was a good Elder.  He was building San’Durak, you know.  Somewhere for Raguk to go.  Somewhere for us to rebuild…”

He trails off, his eyes drifting to a point over the Half-Uruk’s shoulder, before snapping out of his daze.

 

“But we can’t dwell on that, we need new Uruks.  We need new land.  We need new leaders…”

 

With his statement about the leaders, his eyes drifted to Kulravok, studying him with interest.  The Half-Uruk would understand what he was saying.

 

“Me?  You want me to fill the position of Elder?”

 

Turkurz would simply nod, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.  But Kulravok wasn’t convinced.

 

“Surely people won’t accept me as Elder.  I’m a Half-Uruk.  I’m as much a part of the race that destroyed our city as I am an Uruk, as much as I hate to admit it”

 

He went on, listing everything that could possibly go wrong, before Turkurz stopped him.

 

“Brother, you have passed the trials of Raguk.  You are strong.  You are as much an Uruk as any in Raguk.”

 

The Half-Uruk would smile at the Wargoth’s words.

“Okay, brother.  You’ve got me.  I will help you rebuild Raguk”

 

The Red Wargoth would grin.

 

“Good, now come with me, we have work to do…”

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Amongst the Shamans a fully grown cub by the name of Zlazh wanders around the Isle of Ceru lost. With the only place of shelter as a camp, Zlazh gains his safety and knowledge from his family and the shamans.

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"But we genocided you race though?" says Vitallius.

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3 minutes ago, Shekeler said:

"But we genocided you race though?" says Vitallius.

((That was uncalled for

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9 minutes ago, Shekeler said:

"But we genocided you race though?" says Vitallius.

"Mi genozyded latz momoz puzzy." Replies an uruk. He wipes parent blood from is katana before slipping into the shadows.

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22 minutes ago, Shekeler said:

"But we genocided you race though?" says Vitallius.

"It appears the current breed of orcs worship the monks more than they do Krug", says Elrach.

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17 minutes ago, Pixelation4 said:

((That was uncalled for

((its roleplay, deal with it in roleplay

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8 minutes ago, Grubgoth Wud said:

"Mi genozyded latz momoz puzzy." Replies an uruk. He wipes parent blood from is katana before slipping into the shadows.

 

16 minutes ago, Pixelation4 said:

((That was uncalled for

 

"Led dem blah, mi kubz. Deir mindz am az tineh az deir dongerz. Lat du nub bark back ad duh dog ob mentul degenerachun. Latz ignore id, agh dei will gid zo upzet. Itz like dealin' wit zhildren."

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40 minutes ago, Shekeler said:

"But we genocided you race though?" says Vitallius.


"But I'm fairly certain all but 3 orcs left the capital before siege camps were even built..."

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1 hour ago, A Moongazer said:


"But I'm fairly certain all but 3 orcs left the capital before siege camps were even built..."

Vorgo'Yar had made certain to send out the current Wargoths and Orcs away from the siege of San'Kharak, giving his life for the rest of his race knowing that with his death, they may live.

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 Moreg'Ugluk nods stoically upon hearing of the Half-Orc's newly found success. "Yub, Wi neyd moer leedahz ehn deez tikz. Nub mattah wub latz Momo agh Popo ahr, Ib latz kan zurviyv agh endur dah tryulz ob dah klanz den lat iz Uruk. Ib lat iz Uruk agh lat iz hozh, den lat am qualifiyd tu bi leedah."

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The Red Wargoth of Raguk sat on a hill, looking over the river.

"Yub, Mih dihd leehd dah Fe-Urukz agh dah Kubz tuh zafeteh, buht dehre ahm uddahr ztruhng Urukz leyk lahtzelf, Kulravok."

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( A sketch drawn my Turkurz )

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Aukha kind of stands there, staring blankly. "MI thought mi wahz nekzt en line fuh Eldah."

 

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