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The horns of the strigzgoi blow to announcing a new Warlord meet; Kheshig-Bigboss Thore'Gorkil rushs down the steps of the palace and begins to bark orders at some grunts. Handing them each a scroll with a clan symbol scribed on it "Carry this message to each of the clan leaders, I call this Warlord meeting in the name of Mogroka'Gorkil, the Rex."

When the Warlords arrive, the Rex's Kheshig stand outside the palace with a watchfull eye for intruders. Nothing can be heard from outside; the heavy iron gates of the palace are shut, none may enter.

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Wargoth_Tadok hears the mighty sound of the strigzgoi, he rushes down from his home torwards the Rex Palace, he greets the Kheshig and enters the Palace, the Wargoth sits on his throne and clears his throat ready to speak.

Ug Bruddaz, der be lotz of important stoff we muzt blah off.

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Crawls out of his bedroom deep in the caverns of the Ugluk Fortress, he looks down at the two female slaves that he had just finished mating. Pok puts on his best clothing and heads out to Strigzgoi. There he greets the Khesig and enters the Rex Palace, not before winking at a female that was hanging around in front of the palace.

"Eurhur."

The strong scent of blood and alcohol fills the room as he speaks.

"Diz bi nudda meetun' yub? De skah diz about? Ah wuz...er....buzy."

Pok sprawls out across his throne, tapping his index and middle fingers on the right side of the throne.

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<Blawharag stands silently in the room watching directly over the Warlords as is his duty as the Warbozz of the Kheshig. His vigil is constant and he stands rigid as stone, ready for any potential threat.>

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Targoth Ned Lud'Gorkil hears the horn bellowing throughout the mountain range and heads in from the valley, having recently returned from a long hunt and shamanic pilgrimage. Several Ugs are exchanged as he grunts and nods his way in. He takes his place by the inner gate, axe slung but ready, watching for intruders and listening in on the meeting. His butchered hand and arm appears healed, the nub a tangled mass of muscle and scar tissue.

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Wargoth Craotor'lur was hunting in the wild with only his spear and his javelins.He was holding the javelin tightly now ready to throw it into a boar's heart.When suddenly a grunt stumbled and shouted his name loudly which startled the boar and it ran

"DA SKA BE IT?LATS JUZT SCARED ME LUNCH AWAY"

"UHh bozz me waz ordered ta gib lats dizThe grunt hands over the scroll

Me nub kan read!!Tell me wha be it?

Uhh lats be needed in da strigzgoi fu a meeting bozz yub dat be it bozz!

Craotor sighs thinking he would rather hunt then to be in a boring meeting

Ukke me be guing.Righ aftar me find dat skahing boar lats scared away!!

The grunt wals away thinking surely WarBozz Thore would have his head for not brining Craotor back imideatly.Then he heard a pig shreik

FOUND IT!!!

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Targoth Ned Lud'Gorkil grunts impatiently, heaving his bulk into one of the pillars as he scratches himself absent-mindedly. He nods to some of the other Wargoths that have gathered.

Nub let me forget, me has word to blah about defenses of da Strigzgoi. Goi has too many hole for rat to crawl in from. We need put stop to dat. Me tink da uruk be get come-place-ent from too many raid.

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Begins to wonder why he even came here... Groans and sits back down, he is bored and the meeting was supposed to start

"Alam Rex?"

Pok slams his back against the face of his throne, a tiny tear going through the wool

"Skah..."

Notices a female wandering off outside and decides this meeting is too boring at the moment, he stands up, grunts at the Khesig, they let out a tiny chuckle, and Pok approaches the female.

After a few minutes, Pok comes back, adjusting his loincloth and winking at the giggling female

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Targoth Ned Lud'Gorkil sneers derisively and winks at the other Warlords.

She giggle because it so small.

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Thinks that pok going away with the female took less then 5 minutes.Then he grabs a piece of boar meat and offer it to the other warlords

Wantz sume?Nub?Den why we be ere ta blah?Bout da twigs?

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Rex Mogroka sits on his throne, his eyes become narrow as he looks at craotor with a roar he speaks.

Yub abud da albain, bud ash me leave latz tu blah, abud prublomz agh tingz latz ave in da 'ead.

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Snarls at Lud but stops before he gets out of hand. He walks over to his throne then listens to Mogroka speak.

"Albai? Eurhur, nub'ozh albai..."

Looks down at his loincloth and thinks to himself, Maybe it is a little small... continues to listen, waiting until he can think of something to contribute

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Me blah dat we burn deire forest down den we klomp em all fu being oath breakerz!!

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Gez'mar enters the Warlord Meeting, and he quietly sits down. Listening to what the others have to say.

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Gxonab'Grilo walks past the palace, grunting. He kicks the sand, listening to what he can.

"Ash day.. Ash day us Gobo's hab' a say in diz'.."

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