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Shoes dug into the dirt as the Ferrymen departed their fort, in-tow behind the company of some Krugmarian warriors thirsting for Blood. They entered the elven port with ease - placing an ambush for those ignorant enough to fall for it.

They didn’t have to wait long. Two elves walked straight into the vacated port and right into their trap. Immediately, they were halted and stripped of their things, thereafter taken to the Elvenessi docks to await the Elves’ response.


Upon the plateau, the elves approached with weapons drawn, looking down upon captured and capturer alike. Both sides prepared for battle. Unsurprisingly, the defenders hid upon the hill and behind the safety of their city gates. A whole legion of guardsmen was held back by but three valiant Ferrymen.


Perhaps flustered at this embarrassment, the Elves soon mustered their couraged and pushed! The Ferrymen drew back, ushering the hapless Elves into a well-laid ambush. Waiting Ferrymen charged into the flank of the Elven rally - severing their lines and taking them off-guard.

It was not long before the Elves split and splintered, much like their wooden namesake. In their panicked retreat. their commander and best fighter fell with the sharp aim of a bow from Korgahk’Gorkil.

Their main commander dead and their forces severed, the Elves soon fell behind the safety of their gates once more, cowering. With victory at-hand, the Ferrymen and Orcs returned home with their captives and bloodied weapons, content with the victory over the helpless Elves.

Meanwhile..


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The kin of Clan Bazzraagh travelled from East Fleet and along the shore to Haelun’or - to the very front gates of the Silver City. With no guards present, Clan Bazzraagh snuck upon the gates and within moments captured an exiting citizen of the High Elves; no one heard the captive’s screams, for the Orcs drowned it out in their own laughter at the ease of their feat.

Both parties returned to Krugmar, spoils lining their pockets and blood covering their blades. And so they celebrated and feasted together, drinking and klomping in victory over the elves.

“The helplessness of the kin of Malin continues. Soon they will not have enough citizens to replenish their guard.” - Martin’Lur, Orc rights activist.




 

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Lord Commander Amaesil Vuln'miruel blinks. He had not been informed that the Ferrymen or Uruks could read; let alone write. He'd read the missive before nodding. "Seems fair enough." He'd toss the missive into the sea from atop the Warden's Keep.

 

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Laughter from Bugharz'Grat would bellow throughout Krugmar. "ZO EAZI! KAPTUREENG DAYT ALBAI WUZ ZO EAZI!" He would exclaim- with that one simple comment, he continued to party hard with his brethren in the city of Krugmar!

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Arsenios Moreno, the boy-ferryman, waves enthusiastically to his brethren as they return to the stone keep of their maritime kin! He spends the rest of the night begging his father to put him in the field, despite his young age.

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Banjo Moreno goes back to his party ferry, grabbing a drink with his fellow men “No losses, 400 dead in Elvenesse. That’s what I call a sweet victory, I wonder if Elvenesse will make some more of that ‘fake news.’”

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Martin'Lur'ther-Rex, famouz Ork Rightz Aktivizt, smiled, dragging back the racist biggot twiggie that had insulted them despite the precarious situation she was in to the Goi! Surely, the Elves couldn't possibly consider this a victory? Unless some of them hit their heads a bit hard when they were knocked off that bridge of theirs... Surely, a possibility.

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Timmy the ferrymen sailor and janitor scratches his beard after the battle had been completed, found with barely any scratches, though he is found wiping blood from his blade with an old gray rag as he sits atop the battlements nearby the ferrymen tower looking out over sea "Hrmm, Mountain elf callings Timmy voice of childings. Mountain elf of not seeings anymore."

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The mighty elven spinebreaker Kuvnag laughed, and then going back to chewing on the leg of an elf

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Smol'Ruk does a victory dance, singing very loudly "Twiggiez wuz fat now dey iz flat! Dey hide behind da gatez while da Ferrymen put grub on da platez! Uruk and Banditz are numba one, ztabbing da twiggiez on weekendz for fun!" After dropping that bar, he passes his speaking cone over to ((@Elite_Snipes_)) Korgahk to drop a banger lyric.

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Uskogg pouts having apparently not been invited to the slaughter of the twiggies.

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Vicente Murietta recalls having visited Elvenesse with a retinue of Hyspian soldiers during the time of the raid, having overheard the sound of the clanging of steel during his visit. "Heh, so that's what was happening? The Elvenessi guard at the gate seemed so desperate, that he even asked if my retinue could assist them...and these are the folk our Sutican 'overlords' are incapable of defeating?"

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Lord Commander Amaesil Vuln'miruel blinks. He had not been informed that the Ferrymen or Uruks could read; let alone write. He'd read the missive before nodding. "Seems fair enough." He'd toss the missive into the sea from atop the Warden's Keep.

 

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Hey, wait a minute. Victory posts are our thing!

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Save them for actual victories, they come out better that way :)

 

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"Uncontested. . . How?! Haelun'or was a ghost town,"  Mused a particular half breed with a cackle, slapping his knee. He was certain his relatives which lived among the Elves were not injured or captured. They wouldn't stoop so low.

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A renowned swordsman flinched in pain as he was treated by the elven-kin in unison, remembering the masterful aim of Korgahk’Gorkil as he was struck by the projectile that propelled from his bow. And thus the man's vision grew dark, he did not recall much of what transpired afterwards. 

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Aramis Lavigne sits on the docks of Elysium conflicted in thought. "Maybe I should have went back for the boat.." 

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