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(Harian Guards, Residents, and Orcs returning to the city after a near-lethal battle with a large desert Scorpia)


In the hot afternoon after an exhausting battle with a large scorpiaΒ in Haria, Booger and Zlazh'Yar, return to the sandy wastelands of Azaghol both claiming the kill of the Harian Beast. Upon their return, a hawk swoops down landing upon Zlazh's armΒ yielding a note from Kulgarok'Lak. As they ripped open the letter a message of caution and a plea for help was uncovered through the words of Blah Kulgarok left the two. With haste, the two mounted upon Zlazh's steed riding to Kulgarok and Shufharz'Yar's location with the hot desert air slamming into their faces. "Where we goin', bozz?" Booger would ask from behind as they pressed forward with Zlazh responding "Our brotherz are azking for aid."

Upon their arrival, the Oasis near Azaghol appears calm and peaceful in such a barren landscape making one want to draw near such a sight, though as the apparitions of Kulgarok and Shufharz came into view an unsettling shape slowly came into their field of vision. Rustling of the Oasis trees and brush could be heard from a distance as they rode near seeing Kulgarok attempt to dominate the cub-eating Throqal with his mass of muscles while Shufharz attempted to land arrows into it's body. Zlazh heeds the violence quickly dismounting his steed and ripping out his rather large blade in contest to the Throqal as Shufharz yells "It am here!" motioning towards the beast. As Zlazh approaches closer holding his blade defensively, the Throqal would have a difficult time getting Kulgarok off his back with one arm as he swings a large log towards Zlazh with the other. As dusk began to fall, their surroundings grew exponentially more hostile with the undead completely surrounding the area of the oasis.


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(Orcs returning to the land of Azaghol after the failure of their hunt, completely battered by the Undead)

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As the log swung past, Zlazh's instincts quickly pulled himself a step back away from theΒ incapacitating injury keeping sure of the Throqal's movements and mass as Shufharz off to the side began to nock another arrow onto the string of her bow. Β Taking his advantage from the Throqal's swing, Zlazh, dashes forward puncturing his sword above the Throqal'sΒ hip while Shufharz lets her arrow loose making it plant into the monsters upper body, the beast roars and screams with great volume as it attempts to hold off against the three. In the midst of all the violence, none of the combatants would realize how outnumbered they were by the undead slowly having to turn their attention towards them. With a great fear and rage, the Throqal rips Kulgarok off it's back and flees into the Oasis disappearing through the brush and the trees. As the they all began to recuperate, caution would quickly fill their mind as the undead began to close in on their positions forcing the Orcs to fight once again and defend themselves as they hastily sprinted back to the walls of Azaghol.

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Upon their return, the campfire would burn brightly as they arrived surrounding it and breathing heavily from the rush they throw themselves onto the logs feeling the warmth of the fire on their skin. "Me nub gruk how we juzt zurvived that onzlaught" says Zlazh breathing in and out attempting to regain consistency he slowly rises up peering to the others. Kulgarok grumbles from his side of the log with his disgust of the Throqal, his body clearly covered in scratches and cuts from both the Throqal and the Undead while the others arose sinking into relaxation. Kulgarok sits up growling under his breath with the irritation of failing the hunt "Zkah thoze nubded, they ruined me flat!" he ends with a snarl, wincing due to some of his injuries. As the group finally begin to catch their breath Zlazh grins glancing towards Kulgarok "Lat will get latz flat. We will peep thiz Throqal down and zacrifice it to tha Zpiritz for tryin to kidnap and grub on our cubbehz! Gluzog Votar, Brotherz!"



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(A large wagon placed outside the walls of Azaghol ready and strapped tightly with rope for the future capture of the Throqal)

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(Event Time and Location: Wednesday 11/30, 4 PM EST,Β at the Wastelands of Azaghol)

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