[Clan Wars] Unhinged, Unknelt, Undeterred

[Dragonslayerelf 654]

UNHINGED

The day began in a tavern. He had come to celebrate the return of Durr'Lak, Swampgoth of the Laks. He knew they held an unstable brotherhood, but he knew the brotherhood of orcs was stronger than the divisiveness of a period of turmoil. He knew that orcs were orcs at the end of the day. He knew that all orcs were orcs in the eyes of Krug, that they must all share their suffering, their fighting, and their kindred spirit. They had forgotten.

He had come for a celebration. He had come to welcome a brother back into the arms of his people, and thus sat across from him, with his mate beside him, prepared for a feast. He found it strange that no food was on the table, no drinks pre-prepared. Kotturrik'Braduk, his mate, sat beside him. Then the cries of "Flat dah Yarz, flat dah Gorkils, dey'm dishonurabul zkahz." began. He tried to impart wisdom upon them, but they held only hatred and bloodlust. And so, expecting conflict, he prepared to leave.

"Lat coward!" cried the young Lak runt, Rognor'Lak, that had bested the Rex due to a slip of combat. He turned, incredulous, prepared to fight again, before the Swampgoth said "Kniil." to his mate. Again, he tried to explain to them that uruks did not kneel, but they had only blind rage and senselessness. And thus, they fell upon Kotturrik'Braduk when she would not kneel. Shakul'Gorkil asked Duk'Braduk why he did not aid his wargoth, and he said she was no wargoth, no orc. He was a coward. And thus, Shakul'Gorkil began to sift through the fold.

He tried to fight against the pile before Krukleyd assailed him. The Warhammer of Gorkil was sundered, both the orc and the weapon and the man. Sundered, but not rendered useless. He lashed out and roared as he fought against Krukleyd, but Duk'Braduk hit him in the back with his warhammer, resulting in his leg being cut off. They then left, and a crowd of Laks emerged to mock the Rex. "Lat kannub walk!" one said. "Dat wihl bi fix'd." he retorted.

The battle came and went. Shakul'Gorkil charged into the fold and went berserk on many of the Raguks and Laks. The Gorkils and Allies were defeated, and Shakul was captured. He was put in reins and dragged along. He resisted his bondage and fought against his captor, Durrr'Lak. "Whiy am wi kapzhurin' dah Rekz, owur leedah? Nub poynt to kapzhurin' owur uwn leedah." a goblin said. "He'z not owur leedah." said another. "Yub, but he'z leedah tu zum." After injuring Durrr'Lak and kicking at Duk'Braduk, he was knocked out and dragged to Fort Stronk.

 

UNKNELT

He was awoken by a bucket of sea water and the face of a red orc with yellow warpaint and a blue orc with red warpaint. The red orc seemed to be in control, though he was unsure. He cursed at them, spitting at them and saying "Zkah lat." The larger red orc, who he know recognized as Krukleyd, Skullcrusha, or Morkar - the one with many names - left Durrr and Shakul after snickering and claiming that he bowed to Artimec, the enemy of all Orcs. After that, he was left with Durrr. "Kniil." he repeated in so many words. Shakul refused. This went on for some time.

He continually refused to kneel. He was beaten, and yet he bit at Durr's fists. He was kicked, and yet he kicked at Durr's knee with his metallic limb. At length, he was tossed off the edge, dangling just above a precipice. He used his metallic leg to climb slightly above the area he was stuck in. "Kniil. Ur mi'll zend lat intu dah ozhen." Durr repeated again. "Dah ozhen id iz." he then said, biting off the cord as Durrr sliced off the rest of the rope and left him to the sea. He then found an alcove after shimmying around the rim, crumpling into himself as he gnawed off all the ropes upon him. He took his metal leg in hand and jumped off, swimming to shore.

He had not knelt.

UNDETERRED

He returned to San'Kala. He was reinvigorated. He was enraged. He was angry.

Kotturrik had gone to Kaz'Ulrah and gathered a few dwarves together to form a search party to look for the missing Rex. When they found him, he was sitting on the steps to his clan hall, his leg unstrapped and at his side. There, he decided to convene a meeting. There, he decided to speak to the Wargoths of the allied clans. There, they spoke, and they reached a conclusion.

That they were coming for those who wronged him.

 

[Inferno_Ougi 1454]

Glottgut hears of the aftermath of the capturing of the Rex. He groans, missing it for some fighting with the humans, but smiles. The Rex who defended the dishonorable, at the very least held his ground. There was no better respect he had for ones who would still stand whilst being beaten. Leaving his tent, his body beaten and bruised from both the second battle of the clan war and heavy skirmishing, he quickly rushed to the warhorn of the Raguks and blew it. Not just in celebration, but in excitement. It sounded with the blare of a raging Myrzym, as if it was thrashing its way through ranks and ranks of enemy lines, as if fighting on its last leg. Glottgut gripped the wooden beam that held up the roof of the tower, leaning outwards and facing the camp while pumping his free fist in the air.

 

"DA WAAAGH IZ KUMIN', BOYZ! BRING LATZ ZULTZ, LATZ O'LIGZ AGH LIGZ! FUR DA RAGUKZ MARZH AGEN, AGH DIZ TIME WIF ZEAL!"

[Pond 1069]

Durrr'lak marched through the tunnel where the battle had ensued at, looking at the fallen Gorkils, Yars, Izigs, and all. But yet, he did not see a single fallen Lak, or Raguk at that. He breathed in slowly, and continued his march. He saw the Rex injured and afraid on his own clan halls steps, but ignored him, and continued his way up to the breeding area. There, he went into every cage, and let loose the animals of war. At the entrance of the cave, his Lak warband stood strong, and mounted the war animals, and went out of the walls. The Rhinos, the Jabbernaks, the Toalaks, the Myzryms, all released for the coming siege. As Durrr'lak exited the tunnel, he turned towards where the clan halls are, and said to his fellow lak warband:

 

"DEY WIHLL AHLL KNEEL, BRUDDAZ! MI ULREDEH MADE DAH REXZ MATE KNEEL, NEXT IS YAR, THEN IZIG, DEHN FINULEE, DAH REX HIMZELF!"

 

[Man of Respect 5471]

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[1_Language_1 1671]

Kotturik would have spent the rest of the zkahin' night to corral the rhinos. Some where easy, some gave up after a fight. 

 

"Mi wyll let da otter klans git dere own."

[Dragonslayerelf 654]

2 hours ago, Pond said:

...He saw the Rex injured and afraid on his own clan halls steps, but...

 

Rex Shakul'Gorkil would just like to clarify that he was indeed injured but he was unafraid. He was merely recuperating and resting on the steps as he planned his next actions.

[osumanduas 1442]

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

 

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