Jihnyny 2572 Share Posted April 16, 2023 Spoiler FOR HE LIES, IN THE SWAMP [!] Where he entered life, is where he left it. [!] A death of an uruk followed right after the other. Such is the life of a son of Krug. Smoke kaktus in the morning, fight in the afternoon, and lay with your mate in the evening. But one day, Kor will stretch his hands and welcome an uruk into his domain. As such is death. Bogdâg’Lak was a mighty uruk. A proud and strong one, a descendant of Shreck’Lak himself; however, he did not live to know of it. The uruk was keen and curious, learning of the world beyond the swamp, his knowledge stretching out to that of shamanism under the great Swampgoth, Murdok’Lak. He fought bravely, killing two druids and leaving a mark of Laklul on one. The word spread, and druids began to fear him, which made killing them more difficult. He had internal strife, searching for the so-called ‘magic orb'. An old artifact, once owned by the past rex, Willy of San’Velku. He found it along with his companion in a battle, Bjorn Mösu. Which he killed for the very orb, and hung him from the gates, skinned and marked. But not before, he fought the group of Redclyfians, one by one, as was their deal, though they had tricked him, which led to the events that resulted in the death of the blue one. Along his travels, he met an elf who spoke of where these Redclyfinians live. He then scouted the area and returned a month later, just to find Adaranth, a close friend of Bjorn, watching the golden fields. The blue one watched them too, speaking to Adaranth of the orb they had taken, only to find it no longer in their possession. He was about ready to leave, however, when he was interrupted by the sound of someone on the rooftop above him. The plates cackled, and he saw Adaranth glance up with what seemed to be anticipation. It then striked him… He heard more footsteps behind him on the grass. It was another armored Redclyfian... The uruk sighed and knew that he was being ambushed, just when Adaranth said those words. "You killed our cousin orc, do you think you will get away with it?" When he heard those words, he knew what his faith would be. It was them, or him; a quite difficult position he set himself in... But he was proud and a berzerker of the clan Lak. He would not back down without a fight. The fight was a great and close one; many blows happened, and a blasting potion or two made the atmosphere thicken. Plates crashed against plates, warhammer crashed against a warhammer, and bolts crashed against armor. A long battle it was, but the orc held his ground even though he was outnumbered... but he began to feel tired. And the Redclyfians did not stop gaining numbers; two more had joined behind them. It was then that the uruk decided this fight was lost. Something he had experienced the month before when he fought in some dark dungeons against great necromancers and undead. Some fights were already lost when they began. The uruk decided to retreat; he fled; the Redclyfians chased after him, sending arrows and bolts behind him; the uruk rushed through the steppe just to reach a dense swamp. He felt a glint of hope there, or perhaps it was Laklul, accepting him into his domain of the swamp. He fled constantly, moving through the dense grass and the dark swamp. But he began to be struck... They had him surrounded, and the uruk lost the fight. He was then sent a final strike against Adaranth, and the Uruk died within the swamp, within the water. His body was left cold. One with the elements, one with the beasts of the swamp, one with Laklul. LUP'LAKLUL Spoiler was a great fight, and he was a great character. It was fun while it lasted, but I like to prefer straight forward pk's to this type of rp. GG's to all. LUP'LAKLUL 25 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
marikandaperc 1165 Share Posted April 16, 2023 The sister of Bjorn the brave licked clean her sword from the urukian blood upon beheading the fallen orc. "You did not die for nothing, brother." the young woman muttered, a hand over her heart. In the meantime, her cousins prepared to hang the headless body. Spoiler thank u for being good sport abt it and everything, i always feel bad when a character dies but im glad we managed to do it all without much conflict! <3 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AfroJoeTheOlogBro 1093 Share Posted April 16, 2023 The elder and Swampgoth, not yet aware of the passing of his mighty berzerker, sat at the edges of the Krugmarian swamps in meditation, waiting for a student and a brother that would never return..... 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Damnit_Delmar 1045 Share Posted April 16, 2023 The Delmar would sadly not know, perhaps not now, and perhaps not ever. A shame the two would not be able to smoke anymore green ever again. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MagicMonkey_ 30 Share Posted April 16, 2023 Fribb'Lak takes a fat rip from his blunt, unaware of his clanmates passing. When they meet again, many parties shall be had, many tales exchanged. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
flexMate 328 Share Posted April 16, 2023 Glob'Dob'Lak played a sad tune on this banjo that day. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MisterBlitzkrieg 1357 Share Posted April 16, 2023 Cousin to the flayed Bjorn would cut the body of Bogdâg'Lak open as he began to contort it and shape it to his will, the ribs flaring back as it was soon made into wings which the Uruk could fly away on. "MAY THIS SACRIFICE PUT THE SOUL OF BJORN THE BRAVE AT EASE, AND MAKE HIS TRAVEL INTO THE AFTERLIFE EASY. MAY IT BRING HONOR TO THE LADY OF THE LAKE!" the boy shouted out as he hung up the body upon the platform which was made for the uruk, the blood dripping down onto the ground "MAY THE LADY OF THE LAKE PROTECT AND GUIDE US!" 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mannamannaa 1626 Share Posted April 16, 2023 Spoiler [Response will be made when Character learns IRPly] 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zolla_ 947 Share Posted April 16, 2023 (edited) As the decapitated body of the orc was being blood-eagled, Adaranth would be sitting on the farm hills with the "magical orb" next to him on the ground, grinning maniacally as he finally got the retribution he always desired. The scene was illuminated by an unsettling orange glow as the sun set behind him. Adaranth savored the moment and couldn't help but feel a wave of satisfaction wash over him. Edited April 17, 2023 by Zolla_ 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheWaffleEater2 120 Share Posted April 17, 2023 Brakaz'lak would have been meditating within the swamp, as he felt a shift of the air and the Toalaks stopped croaking... The Lak knew something bad has happened. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josif 439 Share Posted April 17, 2023 Yahg sobs the loss of his friend "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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