The Tonguedancing Wolf

[StokedOff 456]

[!] A missive written in blood is pinned across the realm [!]

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SHAMANS, THE CODES OF KRUG HAVE BEEN DEFILED ONCE MORE.

GUTLUG'LUR HAS REPEATEDLY BROKEN THE CODES OF KRUG BY CONTINUING TO TONGUEDANCE ABOUT AKAAL.

GUTLUG HAS BEEN GIVEN THREE CHANCES FOR BREAKING THE CODES.

GUTLUG IS HEREBY SENTENCED TO DEATH BY KRUG.

SHAMANS, ENFORCE THE CODES AND WILL OF KRUG AND SACRIFICE THIS DISHONORABLE WHITEWASH.

 

SIgned,

Motsham Maukurz'Akaal

 

Edited April 8 by StokedOff

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

"God dammit" said a goblin or something 

[Pancakehz 2279]

Azhug sat within the home of the Akaal. His hands traced over his books and ingredients as he searched for the ideal ones. Krug's justice will be had and Azhug would help it come to fruition.

[Wasteland_Shaman 97]

The sound of an old Shaman growling could be heard as he tore up the missive, slamming his fist onto the table in his yurt. The elder shaman composed himself, brushing the dust off his deel.

 

"So, the Akaal have proven me right, avter I zent them ahn obbering ob peace they choose wagh..."
 

The Elder paced around the room, waving his hand dismissively. 

"Tonguedancer? Pleaze, the Akaal's currency ahm Liez , they do not blah vor Krug agh zpread their Herezy to the Urukhim and to unsuspekting Shamans. Lur zhall never be snaggaz again!"

Edited April 8 by Wasteland_Shaman

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“Dim Lurs be dim”

“Can't put a name to di face then”

“Did I not sign my threat wid Zilzibin?”

“Since when does an Urukim scrape di sandal sole”

“Of di Hyspians whose generation I slew whole”

“That you burrow your yurt beneath their walls you vole”

“Better I drive you out with fire and hexed soul”

“I never seen di back of di ass of a scurrying Lur-snaga”

“Mayhaps di Hyspians will run after their jolting alpaca”

 

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“Dim Lurs be dim”
“Can't put a name to di face then”
“Did I not sign my threat wid Zilzibin?”
“Since when does an Urukim scrape di sandal sole”
“Of di Hyspians whose generation I slew whole”
“That you burrow your yurt beneath their walls you vole”
“Better I drive you out with fire and hexed soul”
“I never seen di back of di ass of a scurrying Lur-snaga”
“Mayhaps di Hyspians will run after their jolting alpaca”

 

 

The sorties & forays out of the Rimeglen often led the Taunttongue into the boreal Norland or the autumnal Idunia. One such track he took led him to a conspicuous disarray of yurts under the Hyspian walls of Viru nestled in the forests of the west. The guerrilla spied signs and traces of living and markings of LUR. He felt then repulsed, disgusted, and ashamed. Upon a sun-dried length of bone, he issued his threat. Better to range as nomads or take up shelter beneath the walls of anyone else.

 

 

[Areon 947]

"Wub da zkah?" questions a wandering Ruk witch doctor.