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THE DEATH OF THE RED ONE

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AZH OF THE BUB’HOZHEZT KRUZHA’Z OF ZKULLS! PROLLY THE BEZT!

 


 

SKULLCRUSHA’RAGUK

SKULLCRUSHA’RAGUK has reached his days. He died honorably, a result of honorable combat with an honorable foe. Though SKULLCRUSHA did not die with his axe by his side, he died standing with a great KURGHAI sword atop his shoulder, facing the shrine of his WORTHY ancestor KRUG. Standing proudly, his shadow fell along with his adversary's, facing their deaths as both true warriors.

 

THE HORDE WILL NUBER DIE.

WE ARE NUB ZLAVEZ

HONOR OVER ALL

 

After those words were spoken, his eyes began to flutter, and slowly drop. His bloody gurgle began to halt as his body went still… and silent. His body was unmoving… like a great tree, or a myrzym in its sleep. He will not be forgotten.



 

SKULLCRUSHA’RAGUK, for his short life, was a good uruk, a proud one. He bested the REX, Ar-Borok in a fight, the Mothsham, Murdok’lur the swampgoth, and countless others for disrespecting him, his clan, or just because he felt like it. He was an inexperienced leader, yet he was not afraid to take the titles of both WAGHBOZZ and TARGOFF. In both titles, he demonstrated discipline. Killing one of his very own kin to show it, giving him the title "KINSLAYER." What he said, he meant. He said he would beat the REX, and he did. He promised to defeat the MOTSHAM, and he delivered. And unfortunately, he said he would lose the skirmish with the outnumbered numbers, and so it was such. 

 

Though now that is in the past, for he is focusing on celebrating with his ancestors in the STARGUSH, drinking guzzoline and eating delicious meat. He is looking forward to meeting visitors and sharing stories with them. Along with sharing his words which were spoken through blood, as his sword went through his opponents chest.

 


 

 

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SKULLCRUSHA’RAGUK

 


 

 

LOK’SKULLCRUSHAK’RAGUK

Warbozz of klan RAGUK, Targoff of the HORDE, 

the KINSLAYER, the HONOURABLE.

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LOVED playing SKULLCRUSHA, died a good fight and I just had to pk him lol. 
If this is a shit pk post, mb, its me first.

 

also a reminder. JOIN RAGUK! dm me; jihnyny#2071

 

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"Dat Kor may hab hiz zpirit" Vrilkon muttered, remembering that one great training he had where he got shouted at by Skullcrusha for not liking his helmet

 

 

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The Huntsgoth Druko'Lur allows the Ireheart raiding party to gather their dead and leave, before picking up Skullcrusha's corpse and preparing it for funeral. "Skullcrusha. . ." he grabbed his spear and headed into the woods. "Bloodbrother. . ."

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The BULLGOFF frowned as he witnessed his friend's corpse carried back to San'Velku. An immensely prideful and honorable orc, one who embodied those Raguk ideals in all things. He raised up his fist one last time in rememberance of the dead, a mighty Raguk salute. "ANG GUND GRIZH! May we klomp again soon, blood bruddah. Beneath da watchful gaze ob KRUG ALMIGHTY!"

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Despite not always having seen eye to eye with the Ragukgoth the One Voice deeply sighed finding the nearest shrine of Gazigazh to make a  blood offering too "Ang Gund Grizh" the Shaman emitted after slicing his palm open and ritualisticly paying for his Brothers safe passage to Kor's Gates

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Klaus, only knowing the orc briefly, frowned upon the knowledge he had passed.

Klaus recalled aiding in the hunt of a Stradooth only a day before, by being invited rather spontaneously by the red one himself. 
What happened?

"You were a warrior, from start to finish, 'till your last breath. Blessed be."

Was all they had to say.

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A spirit, slowly pushes from the bank with a long oar. It hums softly as the gulls hang over head. Speaking in a tongue that the Uruk would know by heart. 

 

 

"That's the spirit. Everything ends. Now, you have eternity to live."

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Skumu mourns the loss of a good uruk. Having witnessed his death she goes to the spot where he took his last breaths and sits, her pig upon her head as she thinks. 

" Nub got tu gruk latz well, mi iz zo zoree.. mi nub wunted diz tu happen. "

 

With guilt the Fe-orc rose and returned to her blarg. 

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The Ireheart warrior that had slain the mighty Targoth felt peaceful as his life came to an end - it was truly the highest honour, dying in honourable combat, and moreso dying to such a valiant foe.

 

In his final moments, as he prepared to enter Dungrimm's halls, he hoped that the Raguk may find their own way home as well...

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