Rex Chronicle: Akrûkil'Lur

[Gallic 1066]

Rex Akrûkil'Lur

 

By Fiil'Yar, Kub of Thurak'Yar

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Akrûkil'Lur was an orc of common standing. He was never Wargoth, nor leader of a warband, nor any kind of councilman: He was a grunt in the war against the Gazat, insignificant but proud, a strong fighter. He was an intelligent soldier, highly opinionated and arrogant, willing to klomp for what he thought was right - or at least speak out if he couldn't. For two Rexes he served to defend against the dwarves beating down our gate: Despite protesting the entire time, he was loyal to the defense of our nation and the community within. At every turn, he questioned the commands of those in power when he felt they were unwise, even when it cost him his tusk.

 

It was midway through the reign of Rex Noka'Lur that Akrûkil began his rise to Rexdom: As fruitless, daily skirmishes slowly pushed our line closer to home and fatigue from the war began to set in, Akrûkil returned from the front to seek out Noka's dwindling council of supporters. Initially, he provided essays on reform, suggestions on strategy, and complaints about the path the war had been taking from the perspective of a grunt on the field. Soon, however, came the capture of Rex Noka at the hands of the Gazat, during a skirmish that pushed to the very gates of San'Azgak. The catalyzing event of Akrûkil's arrogance and dogmatism; Rex Noka surrendered the war under threat of torture, and Targoth Skalp'Raguk made an attempt on the life of the Dwarven King. The Goi was immediately flung into further war, Ugruan's will moving from recompense to total genocide of the Uruk-hai. Meanwhile, Rex Noka quietly absconded.

 

Once more Akrûkil began to seek out Noka's Wargoths and her sole remaining council member; Her Dominus. Being a common Grunt, to challenge for Rex without the approval of the people he would rule would be both dishonorable and unwise. Riding upon the rising unrest in the goi, he argued against the war with the dwarves and the choices the Rex had made regarding it, speaking passionately against Noka in a time when support for her was at an all-time low. He promised to repair the situation Krugmar had been left in, and one by one the government of Krugmar quietly voiced their support for him.

 

Only the Dominus remained, refusing to be disloyal to the Rex, even if she was disappointed in the course the war took. In place of the absent Rex, Akrûkil and the Dominus klomped, and debated, and klomped, round upon round until Akrûkil was victorious at a total of five victories to four losses. She submitted and soon stood with him, having been swayed by his passion, to support his rise to Rexdom.

 

Akrûkil's rise saw unprecedented support, due to his campaigning prior to ascending; A great crowd gathered before San'Azgak to hear his announcement, with numbers to rival the Klomp of Leydluk the Unclad. Each clan, from Ox to Gorkil, raucously cheered for his declaration. In the shadow of war, he was seen as a beacon of hope and change. He promised to end the war that had seen three Rexes now, he promised an era of growth and reform.

 

During the later days of the war, the nation had been stifled and exhausted; Few orcs remained in the streets of San'Azgak, while countless lied dead in the field. However, Akrûkil came like a breath of life to revitalize the goi: Inspired by his rise, the fires of industry were stoked again, and Krugmar prepared for a final stand, long enough to hold off until he could end the war. The goi still suffered raids from mercenaries and dwarven legionnaires, however with faith in their Rex the Uruk-hai began to push back at the attackers with renewed passion. As the home front protected kubs and znagas from dwarven invaders, Akrûkil organized a diplomatic solution to the war: In reparation for Skalp's maiming of the dwarven king, and in good faith to show Krugmar did not support him, Akrûkil offered his own arm to the gazat and offered land for an embassy to be constructed in our territory.

 

Once more a Rex marched upon Urguan, but this one went in peace. A large assembly of brothers, concerned for their new and beloved Rex, accompanied him against political tact, creating an aura of tension when they were met at the gates of the Gazat. Two armies, who until that very day had been fervently spilling eachother's blood, met at the doorstep of the Dwarven King, who had been maimed by one of our own. Akrûkil had managed to ease the orcish line into amicable cooperation - However, just as greetings began, the goblin Schnub, in a treacherous attempt to frame Krugmar for yet another attack on the Dwarven King, dropped a flask full of virulent miasma into the middle of the meeting. Akrûkil bravely stood his ground, however, too stubborn to give into confusion; Despite great treachery and despite the heavy tension that already sat over the meeting, he managed to sew peace still. The accord came at the cost of his own arm, but Akrûkil took his maiming with good spirits, seen to be joking even as bloodloss caused him to lose consciousness. To accept such personal consequences for his people marked the honor with which he would approach his Rexdom, and despite what some would perceive as submission to a foreign power, he wore it with pride.

 

Soon after peace was struck, he diligently set out forming a new council from the ground up, with exception to the sole remaining member, his Dominus. He began instating the reforms he proposed as a grunt, enforcing tributaries across Southern Arcas, and planning events far into the future - Starting with a great tournament to celebrate his acclaimed rule, to which warriors from as far as the zhara kingdom of Norland came to participate in. During this tournament, he declared his intention to focus Krugmar not toward war, but toward Krug's mission of combatting Iblees' taint on the world; The Scorching Uzg, he renamed the nation.

 

Almost every orc foresaw the growth Akrûkil created persisting to finally create the golden age Krugmar had been long awaiting, but yet again the dreams of many were just barely unattainable. While Akrûkil began strong and passionate in his Rexdom, few anticipated that, like Rex Skalp, he would struggle to bear the spiritual weight of his title. As his predecessor did, Akrûkil fell to grog and degrading health correlating with his rising stress. Where once he was a good-humored, passionate orc, he became jaded and isolated. During this isolation, it had seemed as though he had abandoned the Uzg, and into the vacuum of power stepped Korgahk'Gorkil once more, pushing his way into the title of Rex while Akrûkil had appeared absent.

[TheNanMan2000 473]

Murak was smoking cactus green in the savanna beneath the shade of a tall tree when he was brought the news.  ”Ah modezt reign, agh left ztill admired by hiz people.  That’z dah mark ov ah hozh, humble Rexdom.  Hozh job, bruddah Akrukil.  Welkome to dah Old K*nt Klub”
 

[Dragonslayerelf 654]

On 6/19/2020 at 6:38 PM, TheNanMan2000 said:

Murak was smoking cactus green in the savanna beneath the shade of a tall tree when he was brought the news.  ”Ah modezt reign, agh left ztill admired by hiz people.  That’z dah mark ov ah hozh, humble Rexdom.  Hozh job, bruddah Akrukil.  Welkome to dah Old K*nt Klub”
 

“Yub, dah old k*nt klub iz expandin’ bruddah.”  Shakul would remark, continuing to churn out weapons and armor of high quality for the Rexdom in his hermitage. “Lat gruk, mi remembur wehn mi wuz rekz, dehr wuz...”