To Hunt For Somenthing Old

[craotor 617]

Craotor stands in the midle of the Lur hunting area with all the members of his clan around him.Old orks of generations past  like Brevias and Gooms,young orks who had  just goten their first kills like Chuckzug and Yak.And Orks who he had seen grow from a cub into a mighty hunter.He was proud of what he had done.He had reunited his clan and made it rise from the ashes but now it was time to correct old mistakes.Skar his massive wolf stands by his side and he looks at all the Lur wolfs in the meeting as well.

 

"Brudahs,me  am proud uf lats.Uf da young agh uf da ult.Me wizhez me kould stay agh hunt wib lats until da end uf dayz when Lur will juin uz in a final hunt bu me muzt du zumending dat may make me not kome bak.Me muzt kurrekt a miztake dat we made lung agu,zumending dat me am ashamed uf.Me brudahs diz am nub a guud bye.Diz iz until zume oddar time.While me am gune brudahz.me wizh fu Moksha zun uf Jarkall dezendent uf Jarkan da swurd uf Lur tu be Wargoth."

 

Some lurs ask where is he going and what will he do.Craotor only answers."Me am hunting fu zumending dat waz luzt agh muzt be rekuvered"He mounted his wolf Skar and left the War Ugz.The nation he helped built.The nation he hated.

[The Cleaning Crew 571]

Gooms leans on his chipped and blunt sword as if it were a walking stick, listening solemnly to Craotor's sudden and uncharacteristically emotional speech. He does not ask where Craotor is going, only nods and watches him lift himself up onto his wolf and ride away. 

 

He stares until Craotor disappears through the gate, then shuffles away from the large group of orcs toward his newest home under the sand.

[◥▶◀◤мσкѕнα / ƒιѕну◥▶◀◤ 43]

Moksha grunts and gives Craotor a good old fashioned headbutt.

"Gug'ye unkee Craotor, mieh prumyze dat mieh nub leed da klan tu ruin whyle latz gune."

[Brevias 275]

Tezzadrar be wiv lat bruddah.

[Jarkarll 314]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.