[PK] Suffering

[Chrisoulis777 492]

Gruul let out a sigh while making his way behind the counter of Grub Core, taking out a cloth and starting to wipe the counter of some blood 

 

"Grommash served uz well, Gruul vows revange in name of hordespeaker, invaderz broke there oath... killed our hordespeaker.... Gruul will take revange"

[Vilebranch 410]

In the recesses of an old monastery, the Exiled FEAR-GAWD sat in prayer, exalted icons of the prophets staring down at the kneeling creature in silent pity. He raised his voice upward, remembering his last words to the MARTYRED Grommash. Horde-speaker. Name-giver. Truth-seeker. He had hoped to apologize for his outbursts, even in spite of the Horde-speaker's transgressions against him. But GOD above has other plans. A cruel sense of humor, perhaps. Or, more likely, a lesson to be taught. Words have power. Even the shamans know that much. And he had used his own to claim a life undeserving of torment.

"O Almighty GOD, forgive him ob hish treshpashes. Agh forgive mi ob mine. Shepherd him by latsh Virtue unto da gatesh ob KOR, sho dat he might be with hish bruddash. By latsh Virtue, mi too shall endeavor tu be but a fraction ob da ork he wash. In latsh naym mi praysh, AMEN."

[DrunkPapaBear 2292]

Kaal  was disturbed in his spirit-walk, a goblin-courrier pulling at his cloak. Grommash iz flat, Hyspian wormziez.

 

The soul of the redskin was slammed back into his mortal flesh with the force of a canonball. His blind eyes stared down at the gobbo as his hands closed to fists. Lat blah truth?

 

The goblin nodded, his eyes avoiding the unsettling gaze of the elder. What do we do?

 

Klamor. The sands will be soaked with the grîsh of lessers, filthy zkahing WORMS!

 

The courrier ran out of the caves, calling for the next Klamor.

 

[MonteGiant 891]

Leomonte would be covered in the blood of the battle, foreign blood of the raiders. He would note Grommash's aggressiveness in battle and in life, but even then he would question why Hyspia was raided in the first place? They made no stake in the war between Haense and the Pontifical States at all, until now. Hyspia has reason to act, with victory under the golden sun guiding their hand, Leomonte would fight. He looked over as Grommash was executed by the new queen Amarantha I and utter, "Good Riddance, they broke their pact on us, and so they face our justice."

[Turbo_Dog 3567]

Spuds stewed in mental discomfort. He didn’t care about a life lost as that was bound to occur. This death though brought back memories that assaulted his theatric mind which acted out each interaction. Vassalism in the underground, respect, and more were all held by the musin under Grommash. He didn’t vow vengeance or anything of that sort. He didn’t pray either for the Son of KRUG. Electing a third option as he stare over at a large pile of dough that was lumped in the corner of his work room

[Zemzy_Oakheart 347]

Learning of the news of Grommash's fate upon a trip to town with concern for how quiet it had been since she last spoke with the uruk, Gummy had wondered if he'd forgotten about speaking with her again as promised the last she'd seen of him after helping with a bit of gardening in the sands.

 

Gummy dared not look away from the sight of the man she once knew in life, her malflamed scarred flesh crawling with a familiar feeling of guilt resurfacing from a much older time, when a goblin she once looked up to reached a nearly same fate as the rex she looked up to as well. She should've been there to protect him, just like Gob, so what held her back?

 

The turmoil in her heart festered & boiled within her soul as Gummy wanted to scream, to let loose the anger & frustration of discovering such a fate from the others. Yet, she felt a disconnection from her emotions at this time. She couldn't bring herself to lose control in front of those she considered a respected community to her; only instill the idea that had planted its seed within Gummy's mind from here on out to only grow stronger. If not for herself, then for her home; even if it means fortifying the softness of her heart.

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Grimbol would pluck at his Banjo, it was a sad tune.

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Honestly one of the best characters ive witnessed on this server, such great lore. This is truly sad to see. 

 

[chaotikal 2392]

Sir Charles, too, wept.