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A Promise Kept


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Sounds of metal hitting stone were heard in San'Velku, coming from the keep, from the throne room.

 

Goblins carried crates filled with quartz and gold as chanting could be heard coming from the throne room.

 

"Khlaar izub mog, Dûthsharkû! Hôn izub thrâk!"

Hear my voice, Dûthsharkû! See my offering!

 

An old Haruspex, Witch Doctor and Rex stood where a cold throne of stone was a few hours ago.

 

"Hôn lâtz uliima!"

See your throne!

 

Stone now turned to purest light, a shrine in honor of the guide of the orkish faith.

 

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[!] The shrine of Dûthsharkû, lesser immortal of orkish purity under Scorthuz

 

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"Lât nû hôn ûk glôb, lûrozh ûk burzûm!"

You will see all the filth, purify all the darkness!

 

 

The shaman of Kinul, Ogrol and now Scorthuz smiled the tusked smile as he stared at his shrine.

 

"Lûp-Scorthuz! Lûp-Dûthsharkû!"

Hail Scorthuz! Hail Dûthsharkû!

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"Mi likez da throne" Vrilkon'Ugluk mumbled as he saw it.

 

 

On the other side of side continent, a Dwarf chuckles "'nd t'ere oi wos t'inkin' de Gold'ands were extrah"

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