DECLARATION OF GRUBGOTH

[OzYmandi 647]

DAH GRUBGOTH OB DAH REXDOM

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(One of the Grugboth’s chefs)

(Written commonly for better understanding)

 

The title of Grubgoth is once more existant in the Rexdom, and appointed by Rex Mûrak’Gorkil to fill the spot is GRUBGOTH FATKUNT’RAGUK whom shall be the one to produce, stock and provide food for the warriors and uruks of the REXDOM.

 

HOW CAN ORCS CONTRIBUTE TO THE GRUBGOTH?

DONATIONS:

Wheat, livestock, farming tools and hunting tools are all greatly appreciated by the Grubgoth.

SERVICE:

The Grubgoth employs hunters and farmers who will get paid a weekly 100 minas plus a box (stack) of bread.

NOT BEING A STRAGGLER:

Chests with free food will be provided. Don’t be a straggler, and keep yourself to picking just about enough. (A stack only).

 

NAGIJAK URUKIM

Ang Gund Griish

 

 

 

[Boomzerang 515]

Drûtram’Lak chews on his Grubgoth-provided bread contently.

”Yub.”

[Inferno_Ougi 1454]

Sweat. The sun on the high seas was sweltering hot. Glottgut hung his tongue out to cool off, but a kick to his head from a goblin soon made him stop.

"Lat mother-skaher, GLOTTGUT!" The goblin screeched in frustration. Glottgut tried to move, but soon realized his arms were tied to the mast pole.

"Wait until MI GIT OUT! AGH MI WILL FLAAAAT LAAAAAT!" He roared. But in truth, the thoughts of killing the mutineers were only secondary. Water. His only way to quench his thirst was the little beads of sweat, and even then they barely helped. He laid his head back, closing his eyes. His ancestors have been through worse, and Glottgut must find his way to them. He would not- no, he COULD not die here.

 

A bird. A vulture, he could recognize. From the deserts of Atlas, he assumed. The mutineers prepared their bows, but soon a great shadow was cast upon the boat. It moved irregularly, until Glottgut realized it was not one being that cast such shade. A flock! Perhaps swarm would be more fitting. The crew stared in awe... And then fear when they dove down. One could not face an orc alone, but five? Probably not. But the vultures were innumerable. A tornado of crimson, sweeping up every mutineer that stood upon the deck. Glottgut thanked Krug for the deus ex machina, as he surely would have died without. Now, there was no soul on the boat except for Glottgut. No blood or torn limbs either. Only one other vulture remained, larger than the others. In its claws it held a parchment, and it tore open Glottguts bindings with its beak. It kawed, or cawed, dropped the letter, and flew off with the rest of the flock. In the distance, it seemed they had melded with the red-orange glow of the sunset.

 

Glottgut stood, rags and all. A smile crept upon his face as he recognized the markings of the letter given by the vulture. "Datz zum hozh zkah." He laughed. The boat crashed soon thereafter.

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Rap’lur grumbles as he shovels some meat into a pie. He is not exactly sure what he is grumbling about.

[Sykogenic 1333]

Hargurr sits at a long wooden table, shoving copious amounts of food into his mouth. He looks up and sees Fatkunt walking around and shouts, “How dat azh be Grubgoth? Diz git gonna eat all da grub fer ‘imself!” He chuckles softly to himself before going back to stuffing his face.

[OzYmandi 647]

1 hour ago, Tuarz said:

Hargurr sits at a long wooden table, shoving copious amounts of food into his mouth. He looks up and sees Fatkunt walking around and shouts, “How dat azh be Grubgoth? Diz git gonna eat all da grub fer ‘imself!” He chuckles softly to himself before going back to stuffing his face.

Fatkunt was walking around TRULY, carrying his new duties with PRIDE as he hears Hargurr. He chuckles and nods to Hargurr “Oi, lat git, mi onleh eat azh box of bread evereh day, latz eat dah double!” he called out, holding his fat belly as he laughs, then proceeding off.