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Da War Uzg has lots of cubbies wandering around. Da like cuukies and stories. Cuukies I can make but da stories - I dun gruk what da tell da cubbies in a form of a story. So I cum ta lat fur lat gruk about dis topic.

I'm peeping ideaz or whole stories I can tell da cubbies. Maybe der are moralz (probably ashes I dun quite gruk myself) dat det shud be giben.

I'd like ta habe dem written in books so I can tell dem again and again as we git new cubbies.

(( I tried to goggle "stories about orcs" and boy did I get an education just reading the search results!! Nothing the cubbies ever need to know about - nor me for that matter! - so I need some stories we would honestly tell our cubbies - I think it would be great RP for the nation if we did a bub'hosh job on this.))

Rulgs,

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Ash day, Da Bub'hosh Uruk Called Thythor rooled A Now extinct clan, Da Raxs wuz sittun in a bub'hosh Blarg wiv 'Iz Mate dat he nevah knew da naym uv!

Ash day, Tythor woked up ta heer da noisy uv Klompin'.

'Da Dom Clan!' Tythor ran Outside wiv 'Iz Bub'hosh axe and cut down lots uv Dom Warriurs, He den saw Or'ta! A dark Shaman wid Dark mojo, Thythor threw da Axe at Or'ta un Broke 'iz leg, Da bub'hosh Coward ran like a Gobo!

In da endie, Da Raxuz Won un killed da Nub'hosh Or'ta Un Or'Jak Killun da Dom ash Un fer all...

Da end.

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Uzggoth Lud'Gorkil fumbles through a small collection of "picture books" in his pack, coming across a thick, old tome, covered in coagulated blood, dust and cobwebs. He blows the cover off with a sneezing grunt and passes it your way.

Dis be wut we manage to save from da old land. Der be some lore and history in der day maybe help wit da story-blahin'. Most dese grunts nub can make read and write, so dis be hosh tinky.

((http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/24133-orc-important-threads/))

Maybe latz peep some uder stories if latz ask arund. Craotor blah'd me hosh one about a bub'hosh fish from da old land dat swallowed army whole and saved da uruk. Maybe him cud blah it to latz hosher. Me has a few story me been want to collect and write down too. When me remember all dem, me let latz know. Rut now me is working on story about how da uruk learned to respect da hunt and give honor to Tessadare in da game dat dey flat.

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Bub'hosh Rulgs fur des story and suggestinz. I be blahing wid da Dominius about diz stories of 'iz. I peep forward ta day ashes lat will write down ladder.

A very happy,

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The Kook-ee Snachur

A long time ago ther liv'd too bub'hosh orkz in a hut in the desurt. A fat wun and a skinee wun. The skinee wun wood kook kookeez that orkz frum milez arownd wood kom to tast. Her name wuz Hugnug.

The fat wun wood eet a kookee frum evur-ee bach to make suur they wer pur-fekt. His name wuz Dugnug.

Wun day the bake-urz made a bach uv bachiz that wer pur-fekt in evur-ee dee-tail. Hapee with ther work, they went to sleep urlee.

That nite a gree-dee kub sneek'd in to the bake-ur-ee. He went in to the bub'hosh pant-ree, and grinn'd.

He ate and ate and ate until AWL the kookeez wer gon. Hun'-dredz of them and even the bach of bachiz the bake-urz had kook'd that aftur-noon.

But the gree-dee ork ate too much! He had gottid fat frum awl the kookeez and nuw he kood nub moov!

He riggul'd and skwirm'd but nub mattur how hard he tri'd, he kood nub get anee klose-ur to the daw!

So he sat in the dark and waitit, kold and terree-fi'd.

Wen the bake-urz fowndid the fat gree-dee kub they wuz angree! Dugnug pikid him up and drag'd him in to the kichin. They kuttid off his hed so he kood see wut wuz happen-eeng to him. He wach'd as the bake-urz kook'd HIM in to a bach of bachiz in ther big ovens.

Wunz they wuz dun, they made his hed in to a flowur-pot.

Nub gree-dee kub evur stole frum them agin.

Moor-al: Nub steel or lat be turn'd into kookeez and flowur-potz.

*If Opal went into Ugroth's room she would spy a pile of paper on his crafting desk. They had strange runes all over them, and this is the only one written in plain orcish. Perhaps when he gets back Opal could ask him to translate the others?*

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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