Legacy: Declaration to the Uzg

[the 1 bow 1112]

 

Night-time wind blew across the mountain range that ensconced the new War Uzg of Atlas. Even deep into the evening, Orcs laboured tirelessly. Kahn'Braduk sat atop a peak of a mountain, cross-legged with his one eye shut deep in meditation. This trance like state was one of the only times these days that he did not feel the terrible pull of blood-rage from Enrohk. His peace was disturbed - footsteps crunched the earth leading up behind him. 

 

"I knew you'd come boy." The ancient Orc spoke gruffly. 

 

"Ug, father. You certainly don't make finding you an easy task." Came the reply. There stood a young Orc - couldn't be more than his early twenties - he bore a distinct resemblance to Kahn, marking him as his son to be sure yet unlike the rest of Kahn's litter this one had a hide of brown rather than green. 

 

"Ah, but nothing worth doing is easy, don't you know? Come, sit, Gilgamesh." Gilgamesh - Kahn's last son - chuckled, drawing closer to his father before resting on the ground beside him.

 

"And what makes you think that me finding you is worth my time?" He jested. Kahn was unamused.

 

"Because if it wasn't you would not be here." The former Rex toyed with the Hammer of Braduk that laid across his lap, fiddling with the handle. "Did I ever tell you the origins of my name?"

 

"No." Gilgamesh replied. 

 

"Kahn comes from the old Braduk word Kahrneth, meaning 'Great Rhino'. In our culture, the Great Rhino is heralded as a prophet, of sorts, destined to bring our kin to a new golden age. Many put this burden unto me, during my time." Gilgamesh turned to his father, his already scarred head tilting. 

 

"And did you fulfil this destiny?" Kahn blinked.

 

"It is not for me to say. But you, my son. Do you know of your name?"

 

"You never told me, no."

 

"Gilgamesh is derived from the old Braduk words Gilgida and Mes. The first word was our word for King, or Chief depending on what elder you ask. The latter means gold. In Ot'pezak your name means 'Chieftain of Gold'." Gilgamesh looked perplexed. "There's an old Braduk legend where the character Gilgamesh is apart of a tribe that is complacent - they do not desire to rise above their station and expand because they have enough. Gilgamesh, on the other hand, is ambitious. His ambition sees him rise in power and lead his tribe to expand their territory, and just beside their tribelands laid a goldmine. He became, the Chieftain of Gold. A tale for cubs, sure, but its message rings true."

 

"What are you saying, father?"

 

"I can see many things since i have walked the realms of both the living and the dead. Enrohk wills me to live according to his will. When I look at you I do not see the fatal flaw that has plagued all the Braduk Warlords since our namesake himself - lack of ambition. Braduks have always been stubborn, stuck in their ways and unwilling to change. They paid no mind for politics and matters of the greater Uzg. And we never rose above our station. I loathed my time as Rex, it was a job I had no choice in accepting. I do not see that reluctance in you. It is time the Braduk clan entered a new era, an era beyond Kahn'Braduk, an era beyond the old way. And you, my son, will lead us into it." Kahn handed Gilgamesh Zpidhammah, the Hammer of Braduk. The young now Wargoth took it, admiring the ancient weapon. He looked up to his father before gazing out at the Uzg before them.

 

"Where will you go now?" Kahn huffed.

 

"Where does the wind blow?" The old Orc replied. Gilgamesh turned, and his father was gone. The earth crunched from behind Wargoth Gilgamesh, as the old Goblin Larty Wun Eye emerged.

 

"Boss," he breathed heavily, "what'll be?"

 

"Get a parchment and pen."

 

Spoiler

 

 

 

ADRESSED TO THE REX, WARGOTHS, WARCHIEFS AND CHIEFTAINS OF THE WARNATION OF KRUGMAR

I, GILGAMESH'BRADUK, son of KAHN'BRADUK hereby ascend to the seat of WARGOTH of CLAN BRADUK.

 

Let it be known that all Uruks of Braduk lineage scattered across the realm are summoned back into the renewed clan. Our loyalty to the Warnation and to the Rex goes without question so long as both remain honourable, for the days of our dark associations have ended with the deposal of my father. Previous inter-Uzg political standings of both a friendly and aggressive nature are no longer considered valid by the Braduk clan, however I intend to revisit previous alliances.

 

The Rhino Lords have returned to the fold.

 

Wargoth Gilgamesh'Braduk

Scribed by Larty Wun Eye'Braduk

[_Jandy_ 3519]

Nazark'Gorkil would send a reply on behalf of his clan

           "Gorkil will welcome Braduk back warmly. If you need blarghs to stay in or armor to wear then Gorkil will offer room in their clan hall and armor from their supplies."

[OzYmandi 647]

Bolg, a sort-of known Dark Shaman watches the new Uzg from the comfort of his mountain hut. Crossing his arms, the Ashen Orc grabs his stoff, the wrinkled and deceitful image of the Ork echoed a cackle. "My favourites..." the orc grumbled as he waled out past the bone curtains and out.

 

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Yol, a relatively new orc to the Uzg observes with pride the Rhino Lords. "Yub, yub... Dey am da hozhezt, lat peep." he nudges a goblin by his side.

[HortonHeardAWho 243]

Zrarly welcomes the large uruks, happy to see they have received a new leader. 

       "Anudder klan tu churn da Kogs of Krugmar." An approving nod is given as he hears the news.

 

[Ixli 1472]

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