Salty 377 Share Posted March 30, 2019 (edited) The Falling Mountain They say life is like a season, which comes and goes. But they are wrong. Life is more like a Storm. It builds up, slowly, but can end as fast as it came. it can refresh life, or it could destroy it. Some storms last longer then others, but the storm that was Turob’Braduk had ended. He towered far above others, and was known as both one of the most kind and fearless of his kind. The youngest Braduk warchief, at age 14, and one of the shortest, he stayed in his seat for only a few years before meeting his demise The Half-Olog had seen many sunrises, and many sunsets, but today he has seen his last. Turob’Braduk, Mountain-slayer, Warchief, Znagakicker, Zkygod-Klomper, Raid Leader, and Friend, had fallen, and will rise no more. He died with honor and valor, under the command of his Maugoth; fighting against whitewash. He is with Krug Now, and will be forevermore. Edited March 30, 2019 by SaltyStormJakob 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vaasek 224 Share Posted March 30, 2019 ”Wuz he azh ob de urukz dat wuz flatted bi droodz?” The exiled, whitewashed and dishonorable KRUTMOZAK heard of the death of yet another hunter. ”Wut a wazte...” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wrynn 1347 Share Posted March 30, 2019 As the news of the Olog’s demise falls onto Tedyn’s ears they flicker gently, his eyes seeming to glaze over briefly before he shakes his head from side to side. He’d soon return to his blarg where he lit a small torch, his shadow dancing behind him as he’d begin to chant to the heavens. His breath drew in before his eyes widened, their red hue almost dancing along with the shadows as he’d peer into the distance. “Kor, atish-Turob fulaknar Stargush-Stroh-ishi! Gaakh-izg hon-Turob atîg, Turob-ûr traum-uz tug hozh honur! Gaakh-izg hon-Turob atîg!” He’d call out, his chants began slower and slower yet they began to rise, almost filling the room, on beat and in unison with the crackling of the logs set alight by the nearby fire. The sound of his chants almost being able to be heard from all parts of the Goi, ringing in the ears of all present. It is to be assured that the olog would never be forgotten in the mind of this certain ‘Ker. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DoomedDM 20 Share Posted March 30, 2019 Guys, the forum roleplay section is not for this kind of things. Post this somewhere else. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Krefarus 65 Share Posted March 31, 2019 Get out of the forum RP section REEEEEEEEEEEEEE Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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