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The Festival of Betharuz


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THE FESTIVAL OF BETHARUZ

AND CLAN FAIR

 


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KRUGMAR, VIBRANT WITH LIFE

 

 

Leaflets flew far and wide informing the descendant races of a festival to be held in Krugmar at the end of the Cactus Year. To the brothers and sisters of Krugmar, this information was delivered to them by a particularly shrill goblin crier.

 

“Come one! Come all! Come Brothers! Come Sisters!

 

At the end of this Cactus Week we will gather here in festivity! Betharuz has frowned upon us for our austerity -- the green plants wilt and the grog has gone foul. But no longer! 

 

O great Betharuz, ye shall have our praise! And in your honour the WORLD CACTUS will be grown and its fruits enjoyed! There will be games, food, grog and green; no uruk will be permitted to be miserable!

 

We will also be hosting a CLAN FAIR for the clanless Brothers to learn more of the Clans. Opportunities will also be had for uruks and citizens of Krugmar, as well as other descendant races, to levy any grievances or suggestions with the Rex!

 

Wallow no more O brethren of Krugmar, your blades will not dull after a night of festivities!

 

MINIMUM HEIGHT TO ENTER: 5'1'' NOT INCLUDING HALFLINGS AND SMALL CHILDREN. TERMS AND CONDITIONS APPLY.”

 

 


 

SATURDAY 24TH

 

CLAN FAIR - 3PM EST

FESTIVAL - 4PM EST

 

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE

Edited by grubgoth_wud
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Kor'garr's lips curl around thick tusks into a wide grin as he hears the message, large mustache curving slightly upon his joyous expression.  A glance around his nearby surrounding shows the bustle of an active city, workers carrying heavy burdens of supplies while forges and flames belch pillars of smoke into the sky above. He chuckles to himself upon seeing kin slam drinks upon the tavern bar and training weapons into practice humans. "Grub, grog, greenz... diz wihl bi'ag bub'hozh feztival loike nub uder! Agh wit dah ugz kaktuz dub!" The Rex lets out a loud, gravelly laugh before rising from his seat around the bonfire. "Wehl? Letz git reddi tu zelebrayt! LUP'BETHARUZ!"

 

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Big props to everyone making this happen, especially Morning_Wud and Livviez. I am so proud of the orc community and happy that we are really getting active these days. =)

 

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