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Missives are placed on the board of the Iron Horde's capital.

 

Izû slai, izû mat, izû slai urzkû.

A shell lost to the Moris, back on Almaris.

Reborn, sent back by Krug to complete his mission.

Blood and flame guide our path, rot and pain calls our truth.

We claim back what was ours :

 

Our name, Ar-Borok of clan Akaal.

Our title, Kukaal of Mog.

Our path, mat buurz, mat golug, mat shâra.

 

We summon forth the elders of Akaal.

Skaat back to the desert kranklûk.

Skaat maûk void-gaam, Xan's snagas, Azdromoth's grazadh ûgh naga Buurzlûks.

 

Signed

Ar-Borok of clan Akaal, Elder of the Horde, Kukaal of Mog,

Destroyer of Elysium, Druglord of the south, the Immortal,

Ogrol's champion, Carrier of the North's wrath.

 

 

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Al-Uk of the Yar reads the missive, Rubbing his horn as he ponders for a moment "Azh nub'flat Borok...? Mi hopez nub."

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[!] A courier delivers the missive to an increasingly fatigued Pharaoh in Rah'tuma. After reading the first few signs, especially the words 'Akaal' and 'Borok', the Pharaoh tosses the missive into an open fire near him and shakes his head.

 

"That Isfetian best stay far away from Rah'tuma and my people." He declares. "Let us hope the orcs are not deceived twice by the corrupt Akaals."

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Ember looks down, her eyes dry and her will strong yet- she was triggered by the missive she found in her visit to the horde.

 

”the damn snake himself is back. History is really hard for repetition”

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