THE GOLDEN REX [PK]

[D A N N Y 962]

Durak'Ka'zul frowns heavily. Perhaps it was time for him to start drinking again.

[JokerLow 1189]

Coin'Clekta'Raguk would watch over San'Velku from the top of Krugmar's castle, gazing down the beautiful goi he helped build from scratch "I must say, this might've been the most beautiful goi in the history of orcs" he'd nod to himself. The red-skinned uruk would then visit the national vaults for one last time before going to The Worker's Band deposit, looking at the chests he hasn't yet filled "I wish the next person to follow me to fill those chests, in the name of Krugmar." he'd mumble while placing on the floor a key to all the chests "May the spirits, comfort those within the goi.". With that, the journey of Coin'Clekta'Raguk would come to an end for now, the uruk departing from the Warnation of Krugmar to his retirement home.

[Rudi 1736]

Saying Goodbye is never easy. Especially not, if you have lost many others the course of the year. Another tragedy hit Heinrik Karl, as he heard the news about the death of his comrade. Simply defeated, exhausted, he fell back against the chair. A man of honor he was, he thought. A man who stood to his word and didn't hesitate to aid his allies. A man who put Krugmar back on the map.

 

Heinrik touched his forehead, the spot where theirs heads had clashed many times with his rosary. He prayed and smiled for him.

 

[ThatDutchFellow 1054]

The elder Goblin known as Al-Uk'Lur sits in his home slowely bouncing his infant son on his leg with a smile on his visage untill his lifemate Jalx'Lur approaches with the missive the Goblin reads it over carefully his one eye squinting as he let's out a deep sigh "Mey Krug guyde uz tu anoddah Rex whu grukz befohr hi aktz... Lup Rex Zhot'Rax" 

 

Deep inside the unforgiving caverns of Krugmar the champion of Enrohk sits feasting on flesh bone and whatever else is available to consume the Olog Drekür'Ungri gets read the missive of the late Rex his dead and scratches his locks for a moment "FLAT?! REXEH FLAT?! TU ENROHK HI GUUZ!" The brutish olog Zealot let's out a grand grin on his visage with a taint of jealousy for now the Rex might live with Enrohk 

[Cheezzy_Garlik 502]

Glizzo’Raguk. Read the missive as he sat in his home. The forge that sat inside cracking and the chains overhead ringing like chimes. After he read the part to Kor’Garr, he was taken back suprised at this, so he did the only logical thing he could imagine and got to his feet. He shuffled along the stone floor of his blarg and slit his palm over the shrine of Gazigash “LUP GAZIGASH!“ he roared. He walked out into the smoldering sun and did his daily chores, smithing, mining and hunting. But when his day came to a close he went to the fortress, he stood for hours staring at the statue of gold, admiring it as much as he admired Zhot the first day he met him. With several pounds on his chests and a deep breath he bellowed something that echoed throughout the goi “LLLUUUUUUUUPP ZHOOOT!!!!!!!!!“. After his roar he looked up to the statue once more, speaking to it as of a telephone to Zhot himself “Mi will mayk Kur’garr Azh un duh hozhezt zmiffz on dah Uzg fur lat Zhot. LUP ZHOT LUP RAX!!“.

[Bhased 3587]

"He turned himself into a statue of gold, Cullas. Funniest **** I've ever seen." Uttered Evar'tir towards his compatriot