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Would begin cleaning his toes and then beginning to sharpen his Gladius. Hed smile as hed blow his nose.

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Megamuncher prepares da blicky uh

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Grubomanca'Rax greedily rubs his hands together as he thinks of all the future twiggie stew!

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Grimmur'Rax banged his head against his helmet in preparation. "AAAAAAAAAAAH."

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“WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH WI GUN FLAT DUH TWIGGIIIIIZ!!!!!” An enraged Raguk howls in the night, after reading his pocket guide to the Codes of Krug where stated an insult is a direct challenge to an orc!

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"As long as Zhot'Rax carries the title of Rex, there shall be no war. As long as Zhot'Rax carries the title of Rex, the struggle for survival will not continue." Zhot'Rax mumbled, smiling down upon his people.

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"But like, are we killing eachother? Or is this a wargame?" Fiil'Yar asks in confusion, unsure what to expect.

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Gusiam as he saw the missive, tail drooping as he was a witness to this challange. "And Here I thought some of the lighter skinned Elves had a clear mind...tsk. Daring to try to fight the Krughai without the thoughts of the backlash. and In my visions, win or lose...it is all one sided." Once he finished reading..He got his blades ready to battle..

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Smol'Ruk practices his grappling technique against ologs until his body turns black from bruises.

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Kor'garr strides to the forge, a grim smile stretching between his tusks as he lifts an armful of raw ferrum. "Kor'garr iz gunnah vlat dem awl iv' datz dah wey dey wunt'z et." The forge is stoked to a roaring heat, sweat dripping from the metal-worker's brow as he begins to craft instruments of war for his brethren with a cold gleam in his crimson gaze.

 

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Murdok'Lak, Shaman Supreme of Krugmar, prays reverently to the spirits Kezt and Enrohk, asking for their blessing for honorable yet brutal combat for the Kubs of Krug. The shaman cackles to himself after his depthful praising, going to sharpen his wicked implements,

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Dung'Zniffah shouts, "WWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH ME GUNNA FLATZE DA POINTAH EARS!"

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