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Upon the Sands She Walks

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[[ Continued from http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/72772-mystery-at-the-stables/ ]]

The sands kick up near the Goi, the Orcish figure making it's way through the sands with ease, having satisfied it's bloodlust in Oren. Chewing ravenously on the horse flesh as it continues to walk onwards.

The figure stops, removing it's armor as it heaves it over it's side, continuing, it makes its way to the gates as it enters, exiting the sandstorm from the outside as the orc walks about. giving a roar to let her Brothers know of her arrival.

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She cotinues, the trinkets on her head jingling as she walked, looking for her brothers as she turns around, looking at the first person that comes her way.

Her outfit a light purple made from stitched cloth from other pieces of clothing, and the bottom part of her outfit can only be assumed as a large skirt, covering her back, but cutting up high in the front. Small golden trinkets laying over her head as her long hair seems tied into one large braid that goes down to the small of her back. The horse hair tie tied tightly as her stomach and arms seem to be covered in dried blood, you can tell she has been out hunting, as she begins to speak in a stern, but welcoming tone, her tusks a pearly white as she says

"Throm'ka..."

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The sands shift beneath Grool's feet as he is building houses in the Goi. He places a wooden beam up on some sandstone and wipes his forehead. He hears a feminine orc roar and is immediately drawn to it, padding along the desert towards the foreign sound. He stops in his tracks as he approaches the orc and his draw drops, drool flowing out more freely then normal.

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*Shar'ku chews his crunchy roasted halfling leg, lying on his bed, his skahiron armor hanging on the left side of his "blarg", after he finishes his halfling leg, he smirks and starts enjoying a just made cake, while tasting it he mumbles.

"Mi haben't peeped any skahun feuruks in a few muunz, mi gruk dey prubably cum back, bud mi skahin sik un maytin' wid snaga'z"

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Mokrag rides his horse azz ztalion over to the fearoc, points at her and says

"Mi kull dibz"

He then turns and rides off doing god knows what...

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-Grool Snip-

She looks at Grool, grumbling as she looks him over before saying "Wud lat wun, whiteh."

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Lex'Lur looks over from a nearby house, having been watching the gate through the sandstorm. He raises an eyebrow at the appearance of the feorc, never having seen her before. He listens to the roar, filled with bloodlust, and watches as she says a greeting to the city in itself. He walks down the stairs to the gate slowly, saying a single word.

"Ug."

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Moksha walks up to the feorc and gives it a good old fashioned headbutt. Mumbles something about all of the previous poster orcs being horny bastards then lets out an "Ug" to the female.

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Mokrag returns after five minutes to see a small crowd of orcs. He dismounts and his stiff gut bobbles slightly. He simply says

"Weh klomp tu zee whu skahz id ay?"

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-snip-

She looks at Lex carefully, before saying "Da skah am stout duin hur agh blahin da blah? Whu am lat stoutie?" she tilts her head, before looking over at Mokrag, saying in confidence "Shuuga jus gud hur agh Shuuga haff dings tu du agh peep, ib anneyash wun Shuug, dey klomp fur mytings." she crosses her arms, before looking at the homes.

"Whug am Shuuga blah tu ta ged Blargh?"

She looks at Moksha, returning the headbutt with a grin, finally someone who is greeting her correctly as she says "Ug dere, me am Shuuga"

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"'elkum tu da goi Shuuga! Mieh amz Huntzgoth Moksha'lur agh ulzu Targoff ob da Krughai, zu iz latz 'ere tu juin?"

Moksha prods Ghazkull's head with his foot after he plops down before the feorc. (( For Ghazkull since I didn't want to make another post. ))

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Ghazkull runs in from seemingly nowhere at full speed. The sight of a fearoc is one he hasnt seen in years. In the rush of excitement he falls, and slides face first through the sand, stopping at Shuugas feet. He says, face still in the sand

"Ug"

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Ghazkull runs in from seemingly nowhere at full speed. The sight of a fearoc is one he hasnt seen in years. In the rush of excitement he falls, and slides face first through the sand, stopping at Shuugas feet. He says, face still in the sand

"Ug"

Shuuga blinks at Ghaz, eyes wide as shes never seen an orc run that fast EVER, however, she keeps her [horrible] posture, grinning as she stifles a chuckle.

"U-Ug."

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He begins getting up, rolling his shoulders. He looks over seeing his older brother Mokrag, and a few other familiar faces.

"So...mi nebah peeped lat befah. Iz lat ah young fearok?"

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Throm'ka Shuugah, Mi em Grool, de High Yazgurten, mi ken gib latz ah blarg.

*dismisses the reference to his skin, but his feelings are actually hurt.

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Moksha turns and faces the crowd of male orcs and brings his meaty hands together in a clap.

"OI NUB MAYT'N ED UN DA AH ASHT MUUN! NUW BAK TU 'URK DA LUD OB LAT! DA BRUTHUL NUB GUNNA MAYK EDZELB!!!"

Moksha turns to Ghazkull and stomps on his foot, trying to get him to leave.

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