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This Lore is vastly outdated since its submission a new clan lore has been uploaded

 

 

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Stroking at his unkempt beard, that was more akin to a field of pale moss, than it were a beard, the Dominus, Grishnaakh’Raguk flashed a genuine grin at the coming of a new age for Ologs. Once, he looked to the left of himself, eyes darting in that direction, then the right of himself, gaze falling upon the walls he faced therein, the elf finally grunting as he rose unto his feet in a leisurely action.

”Agh let it be that Paxahru does nub take a liking to them, agh Glutros treats them agh their glutton aloft agh well.” He chanted, therein sat upon the peak of the foothills that lined the walls of San’Azgak, his voice continuing to slither in between every plate of a valley and its hills.

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