Upon the Sands She Walks

[_pok_ 1768]

A small Orc cub, no older than five, dashes over to Shuuga. He grabs and tugs at her thigh and points upward at the smoking tower.

"Gu!" The young cub mumbles to Shuuga, the cub quickly dashes away from Shuuga running away from the smoldering ruins and back to his clan mother.

[Arkelos 1027]

Shuuga looks at the cub, grumbling as she gets up, moving any rubble off Lex's body as she looks up at the tower, trying to find her way inside, she puts her axe on her back. Climbing the tower to the top as she says.

"Throm'ka? Sum cubbie am wunted meh tu gu hur, agh hur am Shuuga." she says with a half snarl, scratching a splinter off her neck as he looks down at the ruins of Lex's house briefly, before going back to looking for the orc on top of the tower.

[_pok_ 1768]

Pawk snarls loudly, appearing from behind a wall holding an ancient war axe, it appears to be as black as the night sky itself. He begins to circle Shuuga, twirling his axe back and forth between his fingers. "Whu am lat tu kum tu mi en mi towar?" Shifting his axe from his left hand to his right, Pawk snarls a bit louder and eyes Shuuga. Before Shuuga can reply, Pawk pounces forward, standing only a few inches away from her. He circles her again, examining her.

Shuuga would notice that Pawk is covered in many battle scars and wounds that appear fatal for most younger Orcs. The old Wargoth also wears a tattered black and yellow loincloth, with a massive bull skull hanging from his belt. The Orc appears to be fairly old, a long beard flows down from his chin and his war - tail stretches almost all the way down his back.

Pawk stares at Shuuga and twirls his axe once more, mumbling to her.

"Wub 'appened in Lex'z blarg?"

[Arkelos 1027]

"Cubbie am blahed tu Shuuga tu Gu ud hur, su Shuuga gu, lat nub send cubbie fur Shuuga?" She looks at Pok, giving him a tilt of her head before responding.

"Shuuga agh Lex agh Moshka wur peepin tu Shuuga's ancusturs, su Shuuga cun peep fur clan, Shuuga peep ancestur, agh he wud a nub'hosh uruk, bud wub he blahed am hunurable." she watches him, remaining calm. "Du lat knuw a Vurdek?" she mumbles, her large pearly white tusks gleaming as she to wait for him.

[_pok_ 1768]

Nodding slowly, Pawk grumbles, resting his axe by his side. He stares at Shuuga for awhile and then creeps right up in front of her, staring her in the eye. Their tusks only a few inches away from one another. He stares her in the eye and grunts, taking a few steps back.

"Lat peepurz am yellue, lyke 'iz..." Pawk looks toward the smoldering ruin of Lex's house as Orcs continue to scramble about, searching for Lex and Moksha beneath the ruins. "Vawrdak wuz nub'ozh whytewazh, ad tymez 'e been hunurbawl bud ad muzt, 'e wuz nub. En de end, 'e waz banizhed bai de Goj. Ah wuz unleh lat ayge when dat 'appened..." He sheaths his axe and motions Shuuga forward, into his room where he has dwelled for nine years without leave.

On the walls are carvings of great battles and heads taken from each one. Weapons hang from all parts of the room, glistening in the dim torchlight near his sleeping block. Pawk turns to face Shuuga, looking her in the eyes again. "Lat nub gruk whi mi been up 'ere zu lung. Mi nub plan un blahin' whi tu lat either, bud mi blah lat diz..." He pauses and walks toward his sleeping block, watching Shuuga the whole time. "Tingz am changin'. Mi nub gruk 'ow, bud dey am. In awl mi muunz, tingz in de Wah Uzg hab neeba been diz bad. Dere bi nub kubbehz bein' burn, agh dere bi nub muzh rezourzez left in our mynez. Owr enehmeiz furm azh mynd, agh zuun, zuun dey wyll ztryke. Zuun kubbeh, mi wyll kum oud ob diz skahin' ruum agh retuyrn tu mi bruddahz. Howeba, diz tyme nub kum yed."

Pawk motions for her to come closer, he tilts her head downward and examines one final time before sending her off.

"Lat peep lyke 'em."

Pawk retreats toward his sleeping block waves his hand dismissively as he walks back toward it.

[Arkelos 1027]

Shuuga begins to absorb the information in, nodding solemnly as she looks at Pok, she understands everything he's saying, and must remember the words that Vardak told her.

"Don't become... like me...."

Shuuga wasn't going to become like her ancestor Vardak, instead, she was going to be what Vardak was not.

A true Orc, in every sense of the word. Embrace her blah, her heritage, her everything.

Shuuga nodded respectfully to Pok as she took her leave, looking at her axe as she sighed heavily, and that, was Shuuga's first day in the Goi.

[[The end]]

[Sultan 3953]

Mogroka, on another tower of the Palace, looks down on the group of Grunts, and Runts, chasing the Feorc, around like bloody hounds. He laughs remembering when all the Feorcs belonged to him.

[◥▶◀◤мσкѕнα / ƒιѕну◥▶◀◤ 43]

Moksha sits in the rubble of Lex's Blarg, unaware that it had collapsed. Once he finally realizes the blarg has blown up, he brushes a few burnt wooden planks off of his lap and stands up.

"Oi Lex... Mieh tink lat blarg buum buum'd!"

[Hoss 16]

*races over to the hut, pulling down his pants and pissing on the smoldering remains*

AHH! DAA SKAHIN HUT AM HOT! SOMASH ELP ME PUD ED OUD!