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[!] An advertisement would be posted in the city of Krugmar, it would read:

 

Ologs Wanted!
Hefrumm is going to have a festival in dedication of Anbella. In said festival we will have multiple events one of which will be an Olog riding contest. We welcome any orc(s) that is willing to bring their olog friend(s) to participate in the contest. Any olog that participates will get a chestful of food. Any orc that brings an olog friend along will be welcome to participate in the other events, the olog can also participate if he/she wishes. In the riding competition the olog will need to try to remove the rider without using his/her hands. If the rider falls the olog is allowed to beat him a bit as long as it seems accidental and does not cause death or crippling injuries.

 If you or someone you know knows an Olog that is up to the challenge  contact Mao of the Blackroots (mateolog#1400). The date of the event will be made known for those that make contact.
 


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Ajax Frostbeard has never heard of both such an exhilarating idea, and weird outrage of such blatant disrespecting of the olog.. He is conflicted but sorta happy if people will have fun and no one is demeaned..

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Nin reads the invitation and takes in a deep, concerned breath and lets it out slowly. "Mi... Mi ihz very... very nub zure about diz..." she says, and rereads the paper again. "Dey zure dey want diz?"

Mi'Mi does not read the paper so much as she stuffs it into her great maw and slobbers all over it. When asked if she wants a dwarf to ride her, the olog stares blankly, not grasping the concept of "ride" or "dwarf". "GGggrrRUuub...." she rumbles out. "GIIIiivee... GrrrUUUB." 

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The giant Alpha of clan Ungri calmly sits in his throne constructed of bones and other filth as one of the Goblins inform him of the invite to such an event the proud giant frowning heavily as he merely grunts "Mebeh...."  the giant let's out trying his best to figure out if this invite is an insult to his pride or something he may be interested in 

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High Chief of Hefrumm, Yazmorra Blackroot, picks up a flyer left on the floor of the clan hall. "Little Mao es realleh goin' teh ride sum Ologs, eh? T'ought heh was pullin' our beards." she chuckles "Goh get 'em meh son, let us ride atop an' see Anbella's Hearth frum abuv ah great, noble Olog.".

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