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A Fitting End for Slavers


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"Now this, this es truleh based." says Urugail Stormheart whilst cleaning his warhammer.

 

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Warclaim when, Willster

 

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"THAT'S MY DAD!" Cheered the elf upon hearing the name of the Orc Naffog.

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"I hate slavers! Slavery is horrible!" comments Caelan de Joannes.

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Asvi Frostbeard scrolls her gaze down the post until she sees mention of a Frostbeard blade. "Mom, look! Ahm on TV!" 

 

The empty room reminds her that mom left for the cigarette store decades ago. 

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Leyunia Zyltris, Bibliothecar of the Crimson Edict, smiles at the news.

"Death and Glory, brother. The scum city of Krugmar is next, and may they burn in the pits of the deepest hell."

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Hodge and Podge both stared up at the auction stand in awe. Blood still covering their faces after slaughtering a human. But this wouldn't stop them from watching their snaga gaze hopelessly down at the orcs. The hope ridden human stunned as words were called out towards him. However news of this event soon caught up to the pair. A visible frown forming as a distaste was put in their mouth's. though it would soon dissipate as the word H'kint was thrown out. The number putting a untarnished grin on their faces. Despite it being formed in blood.

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Bakir Ireheart chuckled going to shake his head chuckling to himself as he compiled orcish heads at the foot of his bone throne “How fitting, the orcs of Krugmar die by their own kin, only the orcs of the edict have kept their honor. The orcs will continue to die as long as the Targoth and Rex continues to live.” 

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"Lat wasted all lat time writing dat for a single ork? Who isn't even Snagagoth. Yikes." Says the Targoth. 

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Soon after defeating a Snagagoth trying to enslave him in the desert roads Zalco Quetz would smile reading the news saying to himself. Befitting to say the least... 

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Yazmorra Blackroot nods firmly to Naffog. "An uruk ov true 'onor yeh are nak, an 'onor tu serve besoide yeh an' end teh loives ov two cowardleh slavers." She glances to the rest of the Legionnares that accompanied them, raising her dagger drenched in orc blood. "NARVAK OZ URGUAN! DUNGRIMM'S MOIGHT UPON KRUGMAR!"

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“Ah groop uh klompin redid ztowtz, uh koorz Dey writin vikturi poztz ovah flattin ah zingle uruk, oh well, if ‘e wuz week enuff tu flat tu doze dat zuk da toez ub ah beerdlezz ztowt, den dey zhoodnt bi’z livin’z.” A true crimson uruk adorned in centuries old, battle worn bloodsteel plate shrugs off, before throwing the missive into his forge to light the fire beneath his boomsteel ore!

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Feriye'Lur peered at the missive with concern in her blue eyes, but she said nothing and returned to her haruspicy studies.

 

Meanwhile, a Forest Dwed named Solheim rejoiced, finding this the purest form of justice dealt to the unthinkable crime of slavery.

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Jacque gets whiplash from the sudden change of Urguani policy on slavery. "Maybe the Rexdom refused to pay for the permi- fine."

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Zuni Gashmorn, Marshal of the Edict under Naffog, grins widely through their tusks upon reading the missive. “Death an’ Gloreh, indeed. Krugmar haz brought dizhonor upon themzelvez for far too long. Finalleh, it am time tah bring juztice an’ punizhment to ze murdererz an’ zlaverz of thiz land.”

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