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Rex Gilgamesh Han Urruk Braddukk


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"I am Kor's reaper, and you are my scythe."

 

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A war horn was blown, and thus all Uruks, Ologs and Goblins were summoned to San'Kala.

 

As the crowd began to form, before them stood a group of giants lofting above them upon a palisade. The Orc in the centre of the group possessed a noble yet grim visage, his twin war braids draping over either shoulder to hang beside his long his beard - two ravens perched beside him. Upon his head sat a crown; not a mark of royalty, no, for that is the pinkskin way. This was the Iron Crown, a trophy taken from a Dwarven King of yore, and subsequently worn by the Rexs of the Iron Uzg. Larry Wun Eye paced forward towards the crowd gathered and began to speak.

 

"Before you stands Gilgamesh Han Urrukk Braddukk, Bringer of Rain, Son of the Demon. True Rex of the War Nation of Krugmar." Gilgamesh spoke next.

 

"As of this moon, I am Rex, I am the word and will of Krug. The days of dishonour have come to an end. The days of Orcs bending the knee to those beneath us are over. I take my throne not in contest, but with violence. Stand with me, as I know the honourable among you do, or fall not in glorious combat - but in your beds weeping. My father built the Iron Uzg but I am not my father. The Iron Uzg died with him. I shall not rule over a spectre; I hereby reform the War Nation of Krugmar." The crowd spilled out into uproar. Gilgamesh slowly raised his hands, calling for silence.

 

"I do not ask, I command, for this is the Orcish way. The Clan Wars are over with the Raguk-Lak side taking victory. To the opposing faction, these are the terms of your surrender.

 

Shakul'Gorkil shall be executed by an Orc chosen by the Raguk-Lak forces [PK].

Kotturik'Braduk shall be blood eagled [PK].

Zhag'Yar shall be castrated and pugged.

All Orcs in support of these three shall fall to command, any dissenters to my rule and the rightful victory taken by the honourable in these clan wars shall be murdered. Not slain. Murdered. Do not mistake me, these conditions are not for debate. There will be no call for mercy, nor call for honour klomps. The time for that has passed. 

 

In the coming moons I shall usher out reforms to our weak nation and systems to rebuild, and I will need your aid. Then, we shall turn loose on the world.

 

For now, those among you who are clan leaders, pledge your allegiance to me and to the War Nation, as I pledge mine to all of you to serve with honour and fury. We have returned."

 

Fear the Green Tide

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"Vyll dhyn.."

Barguk would say with a shrug

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"WAAAAGGGGHHH!" roared Azhug in response to the the speech "Lat hab mi blayd Rex!" he said as he slammed his forehead into that of his fellow orcs

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Falum'Lur smashes his head into Azhug's as he joins in the roar of enthusiasm by the bustling activity of the Orcish brothers. He raises his spear his into the air and holds the banner of the Lur Clan to his side "My spear is lats, Gilgamesh! Mi hunt da foes of the Rex and pass judgement of the Spirits unto dem."

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Glottgut grinned as wide as an uruk could, his metal jaw unhinged. He beat his chest with his left hand twice and stabbed the Raguk banner into the ground next to him. He raised Def Rok into the air with a roar: "Mi hamma iz latz! Da red boyz will trample any azh in da way!"

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"Holy zkah, diz wagh tuuk much tuu long. Gakh yeerz in fakt, nub dat anee'ash be cowntin'..." Zrarly beginning spitefully, before adding, "It am hosh tuh finally hav an honorable REX doe, zoe diz wagh wuz worff it."

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KRUKLEYD'RAGUK TOOK HIS PLACE BESIDE THE ROARING FORGE, HAMMER CLUTCHED FIRMLY BETWEEN HIS PALMS. THE OLD YELLER SIMPLY LET LOOSE A NOD, THE HAMMER HELD OUT TOWARDS THE REX IN AN OFFERING OF HIS ALLEGIANCE. "LUP-LEYD, LUP-URUKSRINKH!"

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"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Durrr'lak roared as he slammed his head into his fellow orc brothers

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Very few orcs were close to elphaba, her family however; the few that were would note her room, usually lit with a candle and smells of various ingredients seemed dim, empty, cold even. The pot she used which normally hung above the fire place was absent. It'd had been some time sense anyone had seen her. Or her family. Zhag, elphaba, her children, her entire family all absent from the city, unable to be found. In her absence she'd remain unaware of the abysmal state of her brothers, of the city. Having reflected on its downfall she'd frown at the loss of few she'd called friend at one time or another

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

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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