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A DEAD END


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[!] Letters would be dispersed to Krugmar and personally to the Rex of Krugmar.


Starting with the torture of Urist Ireheart who came to Krugmar to complete his trials, like the generations of Irehearts before him to challenge an Orc to a duel and skin him, he was tortured and publicly humiliated. That is where it began, but it did not end there. Your acts of dishonor continued, with the attempted killing of multiple Irehearts in the city of Urguan, as well as violating many fair honor duels, but now your dishonor will be ended by our blades.

You come to us for ‘Peace’ to end the grudge, of which you tortured Urist Ireheart and killed Wilhelm Ireheart in the lands of Siramenor and in the presence of the treacherous Sea Prince. You made the mistake of testing Clan Irehearts patience, Sons of Krug, and your time has run out.

Clan Ireheart gave you 4 years to honor the terms you agreed to and even that was not enough to honor your agreement.

I talked to your Targoth about the marching of dwarven boots outside your gates becoming an all too familiar sound. And soon once again the dwarven war-drums will pound outside the gates, accompanied by the rhythmic beat of axes clashing and orcs screaming in their slaughter. It will not stop until the sands of Krugmar are stained red by the blood of orcs. Rex, have your people not been beaten enough by dwarven hammers? Merely 30 years ago your people were crushed in the Urguan-Krug war, and yet you dare challenge us again? You will run just like the Rex’s who have preceded you. Save yourself the shame and concede your defeat before it is too late, for my bloodthirsty clansmen will show no mercy this time.


Kjellos will guide our fury to hunting you down and not even in your own city shall you be safe, behind your sandstone built walls or your iron gates. Kjellos will bring Justice to Clan Ireheart, whether it be 10 years or 100, you will die Rex, watching your precious city fall to Ireheart might.

This is War.




GLORY TO KJELLOS!

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The Snagagoth of Krugmar Al-Uk perks a brow at the missive giving  faint chuckle 

 

"Zo lat dyd nub klomp demunz eh? lat juzt wuz zittyn un latz azz yn latz klan hall? WI HEV BEEYN ZKAHIN BUZI UKEE"

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"Foinelleh, toime tu settle e grudge." He'd grab his war-axe "Un beatin' was nae enuff."

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"Always the Irehearts." Comments a particularly jaded Mali'ker, mulling the missive over brunch.

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Hargurr'Gorkil idly scratches his head, drool falling from the corner of his mouth as his tiny brain struggles to comprehend the overwhelmingly logical case presented by the dwarves.

 

"Okee, lemme ged diz straight. First dey come to ouhr citee to duel agh zkin urukz. Den dey get mad urukz nub want tu be zkinned. Yub, maykz zenze."

 

He gives the air around him a thumbs up, waddling off to go preform some menial task that his impotent brain can wrap itself around. 

 

 

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Aghuid Ireheart sits in his clan hall and eats a cookie "hrm. es t'at a raisin, hrmm maybeh"

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7 minutes ago, Masouri said:

"Foinelleh, toime tu settle e grudge." He'd grab his war-axe "Un beatin' was nae enuff."

Rhuk, the gate-hobgoblin, sends a heartfelt letter to Durorn.

 

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Hoarfrost would tilt its head confusedly as it saw all of the stout humanoids exiting the mountains next to its forest. It would remember one, a dwed with green tattoos and a poleaxe, and would look down to the dirtied bottle of Dwarven liquor held in its hands.

 

Confounded by all of the small fleshies, it would promptly bite the bottle in half, as it had been taught.

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The Plant likes conflict. But The Plants Friends are no longer in Krugmar. I suppose The Plant will simply cry and watch

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"Aruuu." wails an old dwed.

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Ninskeeq reads the letter and pales. "Zey uzed tuh zkin uz? Ahre dey demunz tew?" she spoke outloud. Her memories drifted back to the recent battle, of the inferi she and Drek fought. Those were demons, and these sounded like demons. So... maybe it wouldn't be zo nuh'hozh... Another klomp could be fun.

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[!] When Kretz'Ox finally had the time to read the message better, he would just stare at it unimpressed. "How stupid kan latz be..", could be heard him muttering before he walked back to his home, continuing his work with different blueprints and machines. Maybe with them he could try to stop this yet another idiotic war with ease.

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