Alex_Pan 112 Share Posted April 4, 2012 I've visited the Orc lands before, but no one is online. I figure I'd just get it started here. IC is in italics. It's the dead of night. The wind blows sand and freezing air over the desert. Over the horizon, a guard atop the walls of Strigzgoi sees a dark figure. The figure is too short and too skinny to be an orc. His is head bobbing, and his legs are dragging along the ground. As the figure approaches, the guard determines that it's a human. He quickly alerts the others, who rush out and capture the human. The human collapses upon seeing the guards. They find that he has a chipped stone sword at his hip; and in his bag: several pieces of bread, a journal, and a small case of minas. He's shivering, his skin is coloured red with blisters and rashes. He tries to speak, but only coarse coughs escape his mouth. The guards drag him into the city. A small crowd gathers around the human. Some come to laugh at the pink skin, others who are genuinely curious, and others who are simply bored. You're (assuming you're an orc) among the crowd. What do you do? Whatever happens here will be treated like it happened in-character. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_pok_ 1768 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Shoves his way through the crowd and approaches the guards. He stares at the strange creature in front of him. He lifts him up carefully motioning for the other guards to back away. He stares at the man, his skin so strangely scared by these blisters and rashes. He smacks the man once on his cheek, and looks him in the eye for a response of some kind. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blawharag 277 Share Posted April 4, 2012 <Approaches, drawing his blade> Lat wayst'n tikz. Iv ed nub flat, flat ed nuw. Wutevur ed am, iv ed tuu week tu survyve da dezert ed nub belung eer. Shuld narkuu hav been dragged intu diz goi tu begin wif. <Moves to stab the human through the heart.> Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jutra 51 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Watches from the crowd. In her satchel is her medical supplies she keeps on her at all times. She's hoping she can put to use the training she recieved in Salvus from the human doctor. She awaits orders from the Rex to start caring for the human. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ned Lud 1260 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Ned Lud'Gorkil shoulders his way into the gathering crowd, shouting to Blawharag as he closes in. "Nub! Him made it dis far. Me wunt hear wud him has to blah." The haggard old warrior unslings a waterskin from his shoulder and tosses it down to the man. "Drink, den speak, den be flat." He snatches the journal from one of the guards, headbutting him in the teeth, "Get da skah back to latz post!" He begins skimming through the pages in silence, waiting for the man to regain his voice. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sultan 3953 Share Posted April 4, 2012 A Grunt rushs towards Mogroka as he reachs he salutes him ''Rex! dere be pinky at da gatez Urukz be gaddering around em..'' Mogroka looks at the Grunt ''Me nub Rex nuw tuupid nuw gu..'' Mogroka scrachs he loob his axe onto his shoulder and starts making his way there. Reaching he sees the gathering of orcs. He Roars ''Myke way Gits!'' Some orcs make way for him others stand in his way to show there strength stupid idiots he thinks As he punches one right in the face, the other gets a knee to his stomach as the others give way. Droping his axe onto the sand he leans his wight on the pommel. Looks at Ned he mutters ''Wud da sakah iz diz? wud latz ryden?'' Looks towards the human again.. ''Pinky'' his eyes filled with fire. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
craotor 617 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Looks at the pinky colapsed on the ground and his wolf Skar licks the mans hands. Uhmm strange Skar uzualy eatz pinky inzted ub liking id.... Ib id sik me gruk da kure. Tosses some brown colored liquid in the humans face Dat ieder pizz o Ale me nub gruk which.Nub mattarz id guna kure id o make id flat me nub zure yet.... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alex_Pan 112 Author Share Posted April 4, 2012 The, now piss-drenched, human rubs his face slowly, after being slapped - noticing the blisters on his face. He lies on his stomach while he slowly angles the waterskin down, pouring a slow stream of water into his mouth. He tries to speak, but his voice is still too coarse, and his words are indistinguishable. Eventually, after a long pause you here a weak 'uhg'. The man's eyes close and his head falls to the side. It is unclear whether he has lost consciousness or has fallen asleep. The journal contains no name or date, but seems to be a diary. The owner of the journal appears to be from Alras, wishing to visit the Orcs looking to become a great fighter. Flipping through the pages, you notice many of the Orcish laws and customs scribbled on the sides. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blawharag 277 Share Posted April 4, 2012 <Backed off reluctantly at Ned's request but as he hears the diary being read by a grunt he scoffs> Me swayr, iv evun ash uv latz am aktually considerun train'n diz skahur... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jutra 51 Share Posted April 4, 2012 decides that since no one has killed the human to move forward and start treating his wounds. She pats him dry with wool, applies salves to his burns and blisters and gets some mushroom soup down his throat - knowing that it would both nurish and quench is thirst. "him shud be ukee fur lats tu blah wid soon, but let him gain hiz strength ash-st." She steps back to let the leaders decide his fate. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blawharag 277 Share Posted April 4, 2012 <Stops Jutra as she tries to back away.> Lat am silent. Blah latz peece, me wuld eer wut lat tink shuld be dun wif diz Shara. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jutra 51 Share Posted April 4, 2012 stares up at Blawharag and blinks a few times before answering. "Him travel lotz and survived da great sands. Him show strength in dis. "Him hab book wid our customs and lawz him come prepared. Him want tu gruk how to be Bub'hosh warriah." Him nub gu to dat odder pinkskins to gruk dis, him travel to find uz to gruk how to be bub'hosh warrioah frum uz. Him smarter den most pinkskins. Pluz him awarz enouf tu say Ug nub Hail eben in hiz condition - again him show repect and try to honour uz. Ib me waz to decidz hiz fate me would let him heal den prove himself worthy of such an honour. " She looks down at the ground for a second then back up at Blawharag. "Me was once whitewash orc, me waz giben a chanz to prove meself worthy. Him maybe pinkskin but him show him maybe worthy of chanz az well." She nods to Blawharag awaiting his response. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
craotor 617 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Grabs the book from the grunt and flips through the pages Uhhh me nub kan read hru hur .Me guna uze diz az fire startar hur hur Headz to his inn with a flint and tinder in one hand and the book on the other Kall me ib he wakez up me wantz tu gruk wha id haz tu blah before me gu tu hunt it duwn hur hur Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_pok_ 1768 Share Posted April 4, 2012 Dives on Craotor and yanks the book out of his hand, he hops off him and hands the book back to Jutra "Ah wunt tu gruk mur ob wut diz skaha am 'ere fur." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blawharag 277 Share Posted April 4, 2012 <Stares down at Jutra for a good while considering her words carefully. By the time Pok speaks, Blawharag has come to a decision.> Lat gruk wut hym eer fur, edz en da skribbul. <As he responds to Pok, Blawharag grabs Jutra with one hand and the human with the other. Before someone gets a chance to ask what he is doing, he answers preemptively.> Me helb Jutra heel ed, den me trayn ed. Iv ed kan pazz me traynun, su be ed. Iv hym skah ub, den hym wyl end ub lyke evury othur Kub dat skah ub whyle beun rayzed by Blawharag. <He is dragging the Human away to a less crowded and more suitable location to heal him, pausing only to let Jutra collect her supplies when suddenly he stops to look back.> Iv lat hav prublum wif me traynun ed, challunj me nuw agh me wyl be happy tu klomp da skah owt uv lat. <He waits to see if anyone will take up his challenge.> Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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