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*Shurr wanders the Goi, in search of a shaman known as Blawharag. Blawharag has no idea what Shurr looks like, but he believes Blawharag knows he is Dom. It has come to Shurr's attention that Blawharag is constructing the world cactus, as he did once before. He looks down the rows of cacti. Shurr, the patient person that he is sits down next to the rows of cacti, and thought the one harvesting the cacti must be Blawharag.*

Maybe this Great Shaman known as Blawharag, doesn't know of my clan or my face. Maybe he will agree to teach me the shaman mojo, he thought.

*Shurr makes Sand Castles as he awaits for the orc that harvests the rows of cacti.*

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((I like sand castles!))

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Murkash of the Clan of Lur lumbers throughout the Goi with his back hunched over while staring at the ground. The warm grains of sand sliding past in between his toes. He lifts his head up to an orc placing sand in such a manner such as the Great Palace of the Rex before him. He slowly plods towards the Orc and sits next to the Sand Castle staring straight into the eyes of the orc. He let out a small grunt that is barely noticeable and begins to speak in a gruff tone.

Ug dur. Wud am diz lat am building ovah hurr? Eed peepz lyke dah Rex Palace.

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Craotor enters the Goi,riding his wolf Skar.The wolf snifs the air and indicates that somenthing is a miss.Craotor folows his example and snifs the air as well and says one word

"Prey...."

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<Blawharag stairs at the alter he erected at the center of the goi. He has been prepared to begin the ritual, but he sensed that the Uzg Kaktuz has changed somehow in his absence. The ritual would have to change as well, to reflect this else it would fail. The only question was how had it changed. The many intricacies of Cactus biology were so complicated that even the greatest of minds could no hope to discern much more than simple things. Most still insisted it was not even possible to mate with a cactus. Simpletons. None could gauge the wondrous glory that was his lifemate, the Uzg Kaktuz. But with it's new form and splendor, they would all feel it's glorious power. Just as soon as Blawharag figured out how to preform the ritual that is...>

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*Shurr replys to Murkash.*

Me makin' shurr palaces. Me waid for bruddah. Mehbe lat know im'. His name is Blawharag. I seek him, so that he can teach me mojo. Do you happen to know anyone who can heal and treat wounds manually instead of magically? And where is this female known as Jutra. She said she will help me to read and write. Me have many questions bruddah, agh me vish to learn many things before me am flat.

*Shurr sighes as he waits for the Shaman that Harvests the cactus.*

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*Shurr replys to Murkash.*

Me makin' shurr palaces. Me waid for bruddah. Mehbe lat know im'. His name is Blawharag. I seek him, so that he can teach me mojo. Do you happen to know anyone who can heal and treat wounds manually instead of magically? And where is this female known as Jutra. She said she will help me to read and write. Me have many questions bruddah, agh me vish to learn many things before me am flat.

*Shurr sighes as he waits for the Shaman that Harvests the cactus.*

Walks by and punches Murkash in the face.

Looks over to Shurr

" Jutra gruk ow tu du dat, bud lat am Dom. Zhe bill nub elp lat am Dom."

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Murkash'lur shrugs the punch off as Jarkarll's fist cannot do any damage at all as he is a failure at life and he really sucks at whatever it is he does. He slowly shakes his head implying he's a moron and fails at life also. He slowly stands up standing next to Jarkarll and he clutches his fist slowly and then swings it towards Jarkarll's ugly nose.

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Murkash'lur shrugs the punch off as Jarkarll's fist cannot do any damage at all as he is a failure at life and he really sucks at whatever it is he does. He slowly shakes his head implying he's a moron and fails at life also. He slowly stands up standing next to Jarkarll and he clutches his fist slowly and then swings it towards Jarkarll's ugly nose.

*OPPONENT BLOCKS*

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*OPPONENT BLOCKS*

Murkash'lur disarm's Jarkarll's fist therefore ripping off his arm.

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*Ignores the two orcs battling, and tries to remain focused on the cacti.*

Sooner, or later this Shaman will clear the cactus to clean up the War Nation or to retrieve more to finish constructing his cactus, he thought.

*Shurr begins to think to himself and constructs a plan to figure out what would get this shaman's attention. Shurr retrieves a scythe, and begins to start slashing some cacti, and offer it to the Shaman as a gift.*

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