The Azog Clan (Now Banished)

[VonAulus 2082]

The Azog Klan

Klan Father:

Tadok'Azog (Nisocaniso)

Clan Wargoth(Chieftain):

Grool'Azog (VonAulus)

Clan Elders:

Erik'Azog (Erik0821)

Maur'Azog (Missing)(Maur0821)

Clan Brothers:

Rekker'Azog (Inactive) (Al3xcog)

Kuurk'Azog (Missing) (Akorta_Jr)

Gragnak'Azog (natemon7)

Nroca'Azog (Acornlad)

Rigash'Azog (Aandie)

(MuckyD)(Need In-game name haven't met you IC) (died apparently)

Kragnak'Azog (Dead or Missing)

Gormukg'Azog (ThaHunter)

Rougue'Azog (Acrylicfuzion)

Gitza'Azog (Avitim?)

Hostile Clans:

Ugluk

Neutral Clans:

Lur

Gorkil

Allied Clans:

Dom

New Lore:

(WIP)

The following are short stories passed down through oral tradition. Some are just myths and legends, some are the historical facts.

The Tale of Azog

The rhythmic beating of hammers can be heard throughout the village. Azog’s mother is grunting in beat with the hammering as she is giving birth to a sandy colored orc. You can see pain in her eyes but she refuses to cry. Gorkil is the father, she can not fail to give him a healthy cub. Her water had broken earlier while she was making Gorkil a hunting dagger as a gift. Azog plumps out quickly without any problems. She looks down onto his sandy face and smiles.

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Azog, the sand colored orc, can not remember his mother. He has been living in the smithy or in the mine since birth and Gorkil has forgotten him. Burns and scars from stray embers lay across his body and his eyes are black as the coal he helps carry. The head smith, Bruul, has been letting Azog try to lift his hammer. Azog’s goal is to be seen by Gorkil as a worthy heir to the clan. His small scrap metal sword, more like a toothpick then weapon, is always strapped to his loincloth. Clothes are something undesired by Azog and are often neglected. The soles of his feet are black from his constant hours in the smithy.

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*You can hear a plopping sound.*

Looking up, Azog on a trip with coal from the mine to the forge, notices a red splash of magma squirt up.

“Wut iz dat?”

Plop plop, plop plop. He continues to examine the dark tunnel around him. Shattered rocks lay strewn about from the recent coal mining and the torches are burning dim. A glow is coming from the direction of the plopping noise.

“Mi wun tu empruz fadda, diz lud neeb tu ged der...”

The coal needs to be delivered soon but his curiosity gets the better of Azog. Scurrying over the rock surface, his scrap metal saber hanging by his side, he notices a magma beast splashing around in a magma pool. He shakily draws his blade thinking to himself: “Gupudah myk boom, mi geb zum fur da smiddey!” Azog picks up a rock and throws it at the pool then snarls at the magma beast. The rock harmlessly splashes near it but it attracts the attention of the magma beast. The beast splashes out and sends searing hot magma over the rock surface far enough away not to hit Azog, but too close for comfort. It makes a wooping sound and launches towards Azog. Then Azog swings his sword clumsily at the magma cube, cutting it in half. A boiling liquid drops out and lands one Azog’s arm, searing the flesh.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG. OWIE OWIE”

Azog grunts and notices two beasts are getting up and starting to advance. He picks up a rock and smashes one of them but the other lands on his thigh, causing intense burns on the bare flesh. Azog kicks out with all his force, causing the cube to smack the wall and disperse into piles of gunk.

“Ukee, mi geb de tuv noa.” Azog grunts as we hobbles over to the body of one of the beasts. He pours the water in his cow skin on his wounds and fills the skin with magma slime, glowstone dust, and gun powder. He returns to his cart and attempts to push it through the cave system towards the forge.

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Gorkil is seated in the arena at his throne with his choice of mates laid out in front of him on multi-color carpets. Klomps to honor him and to gain standings among the clan are happening in the arena below. Occasionally, between klomps, Gorkil vanishes along with a mate to indulge himself.

Azog, now 8, is chewing on a bone in the stands. Bruul said that he would get to klomp another orc today, he just did not say who. Azog’s tusks are starting to become more prominent. Bruul grunts and points to Azog’s younger half-brother Ugluk. “Dat iz whu lats wel klomp.” Ugluk is bigger then Azog by about 5 inches and has bigger tusks.

Azog, standing in the arena, facing Ugluk, is going through internal strife. He is scared to flat of losing and Gorkil seeing his own son get beaten. Gorkil is attentively watch two of his sons get ready.

“KLOMP VUR DE HUNUR OV KRUG!”

Ugluk is charging and Azog was zoned out thinking. Ugluk full on tackles him, trying to use his weight against him. Azog has the breath knocked out of him but pushes up with his large biceps, extending their use to the fullest. Ugluk stumbles back and snarls. He swings a large, lumbering arm at Azog. He is too quick and small for such a slow attack. Azog dodges and kicks Ugluk in the gut. Ugluk bends over and Azog uses both elbows to smash the back of his head toward the ground. Ugluk falls to the ground but gets up, his nose bleeding from the impact. He uses his tusks to stab Azog in the side. Azog grunts but then pummels Ugluk in the neck and upper back. Ugluk having suffered a concussion, slowly passes out. Azog is bleeding from his side quite badly but raises his hands in triumph.

Gorkil grunts, “Hosh klomp”. Then he goes off with two females to his tent behind the arena.

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Off in the mine you can hear the chanting of working orcs. Azog walks along the path, looking for scrap iron to make a boar trap with. His body is slowly growing grayer with the coal dust absorbing in. He spends almost all day either in the mine or in the smithy. A stone pick lays on the ground, a miner having discarded it after a hard days work. Picking it up, he smashes the wall and a huge chunk of rock breaks off revealing a large chunk of gold ore.

“De Skah!”

Azog rushes back to the deserted smithy. He pulls a lever and fresh magma pours in the a stone bowl. He places the gold ore in an obsidian pot. He watches closely as the ore heats to a white hot, Azog searches for his master’s iron hammer and tongs. After he retrieves them he pulls the hot gold out of the fire and places it on the anvil. With a smash of his hammer, he sends sparks showering across the smithy. His skin, tempered over time to the feel of sparks and heat, does not even feel pain anymore. Beating in a slow and steady rhythm., he forms a hammer out of the gold ore. His first hammer is forged and he swings it around, hitting everything in sight. Bruul walks in and sees the golden hammer and looks to Azog.

“Wut iz dat hosh ammah?” says Bruul.

“Mi myd ed!” squeals Azog, looking to his master for approval.

“Wur lat ged de gulde?” Bruul replies.

“Mi fun ed en de mynz.” Azog responds.

“Mi nub peep’d enetin zo hosh...” stutters Bruul.

“Maztah, mi ded hosh wurc?” asks Azog.

“Yub, latz gu geb dat bazzd bi de shamanz ov Dom.” commands Bruul.

“Ukee!” exclaims Azog, excited from his accomplishment.

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He can barely breathe, he feels like the life is being crushed out of him, Azog is all alone. A recent mine collapse has trapped Azog in a vein of coal that was recently discovered. All around him is the darkness of underground. Only, off in the far distance, is a slight glow of a fallen torch.

2 days later, a rescue operation brings Azog out of the caves, but his fair skin is turned black from the exposure to coal dust. He was coughing up black soot for days, not even strong enough to get out of bed. At one point, it was said he coughed out a gold nugget that was hidden inside the coal. Azog’s skin would always be black or sandy colored from then on, even the adopted one were forced to undergo the same experience, having coal beaten into their skin in patterns.

[Acornlad 206]

((Tadok is nisocaniso and I am Nroca))

[Niso 91]

(Just copy this into the Post Grool.)

The Azog Klan

Klan Father:

Tadok'Azog (Nisocaniso)

Clan Wargoth(Chieftain):

Grool'Azog (VonAulus)

Clan Elders:

Erik'Azog (Erik0821)

Maur'Azog (Missing)(Maur0821)

Clan Brothers:

Rekker'Azog (Inactive) (Al3xcog)

Kuurk'Azog (Missing) (Akorta_Jr)

Gragnak'Azog (natemon7)

Nroca'Azog

Rigash'Azog (Aandie)

(MuckyD)(Need In-game name haven't met you IC)

Kragnak'Azog (Dead or Missing)

Gormukg'Azog (ThaHunter)

Hostile Clans:

Ugluk

Neutral Clans:

Lur

Gorkil

Allied Clans:

[_pok_ 1768]

(Just copy this into the Post Grool.)

The Azog Klan

Klan Father:

Tadok'Azog (Nisocaniso)

Clan Chieftain(Chieftain):

Grool'Azog (VonAulus)

Clan Elders:

Erik'Azog (Erik0821)

Maur'Azog (Missing)(Maur0821)

Clan Members:

Rekker'Azog (Inactive) (Al3xcog)

Kuurk'Azog (Missing) (Akorta_Jr)

Gragnak'Azog (natemon7)

Nroca'Azog

Rigash'Azog (Aandie)

(MuckyD)(Need In-game name haven't met you IC)

Kragnak'Azog (Dead or Missing)

Gormukg'Azog (ThaHunter)

Hostile Clans:

Ugluk

Neutral Clans:

Lur

Gorkil

Allied Clans:

This looks strangely familiar...

[Niso 91]

This looks strangely familiar...

I definitely did not just use yours to make mine....

[VonAulus 2082]

((Thanks Tadok))

[VonAulus 2082]

((okay, been writing the lore, released a bit of it for now))

[_pok_ 1768]

Requesting that an FM unpin this seeing as the clan is now banished and not returning, therefore holding no relevance in the War Uzg and therefore on our forum.

[Al3xcog 1]

Sorry I've been inactive for so long I have not been able to use a computer for months( and now apparently I am permanently banned D: ).