Da Challunj

[Novastral 582]

Duk'Braduk sits alone within his blarg. His purple skin softly illuminated by a nearby torch that had been burning for hours. His body was shaking with rage and tears fell freely down his cheeks. Within his hands were a charcoal pencil and several sheets of paper upon which he wrote furiously. Hours later he traveled to Haelun'or itself and began to pin several letters around the city. When he was finished he spoke a single word before he departed. "Hozh."

 

 

"Tu da twiggiz uv Incezt'Nor. Mi iz Duk'Braduk, brudda uv da wagh nayzhun agh wargoth uv klan Braduk. Rezentli lat haz dizrezpekted agh dizhunured mi wid lat akzhunz. Lat uzed nub'hozh mojo tu tayk awei mi wyll tu danc agh diz iz zumthyn dat mi wyll nevur furgiv. Me haz nub beyn aybul tu danc zinz diz incident agh mi kan nub tayk it enimur. Zu mi iz givin uhll uv lat uh challunj. A danceuff between mi agh lat bezt dancurz tu bi held within lat wullz. Giv mi da chanc tu win bak mi hunur ur mi wyll dezend upun lat peeplez wid furiuz angur in mi hurt."

 

 

 

Love,

Duk'Braduk

 

 

PEE Ezz, Lat zmellz.

[Chorale__ 2147]

"I still don't understand why the Orcs feel the need to write in blah..." a certain Solirynir Ilmoriel would shake his head at the letter, struggling to understand it.

[Chorale__ 2147]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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