Mokrag's Vegence

[Ghazkull'Braduk 25]

Clan Braduk, a now massive clan each mounted their rhinos. Truthfully, if it wasnt for what they were about to do they would have stayed back in Elsyiam. But now, vegence would be theirs. The orc that killed Mokrag, Kahrzen had fled to Anthos and was hiding in uncharted jungles. His location had been found. 

 

Muzzmog had been captured by an orc called Kahrzen. Kahrzen, was a former Braduk. An actual family member, of the bloodline black moon. Kahrzen was over a seven hundred years old, but he had a bandit crew with him as defense. When Mokrag, Ghazkull, Raurna, Zagstruk and Durakai had gone to rescue Muzzmog they found that Kahrzen was the culprit. Mokrag having a lot of bad blood against Kahrzen held him and about forty of his goons off whilst the rest of the Braduks retreated with a mortally wounded Muzzmog who later died on the way back to the compound. Mokrag fought valiantly, destroying the groinal area of Kahrzen with his claw arm and taking another thirty orcs down with him. But in the end, even the strongest of orcs will fall. Kahrzen walked away that day. In fear of what would soon become of him, he fled on his small ship to new lands. Anthos. He know lives in solitude in a jungle range.

 

The Braduks left the uzg early in the morning. Each on their rhinos, Ghazkull led the pack with his two generalling orcs Durakai and Grommash behind him, with Raurna behind them. The rest of the orcs had their place in the caravan. Even the cubs came along. The journey took them into the early hours of the afternoon, and when they arrived it was the evening. They dismounted at the borders of the forest. Raurna made some grunting and clicking noises, informing the rhino troop to stay put. Each Braduk drew arms and went into the trees, expecting to fight.

 

Now midnight, the Braduks heard snoring further away. As they pushed themselves through the thick dense tree branches, the form of a old boney cripply black orc, missing half his skull and all of his pelvis lay on a hammock fast asleep. They each crowded around him, and as he woke up, Ghazkull said "Ug dere Karhz'y" The Braduks layed waste to his old body.

 

Malakai had Kahrzen by the throat, ready to plunge his sword into the old orcs chest. "Leeb 'im. Fayt wil tayke da traitah nohw." Kahrzen looked angry. As the Braduks began to leave, with Ghazkull at the back of the pack, a voice called his name. "GHAZ!" It said. Ghazkull turned to see a battered Karhzen standing there, struggling to stand up. "Aint lat gonnah finizh mi?" Ghazkull chuckled as the rest of the Braduks stopped, responding "Da animolz wil hab lat finizhed in ah kuppol ob tikz dumskah." Just as Ghazkull turned to walk away again, Karhzen said "Bud, latz bruddah. Latz skah'n bruddah. Whut wud heh fink?" Ghazkull lost it. He power walked over to him, with the Braduks keeping their distance. "Latz blah bowt mi skah'n bruddah?! LATZ BLAH ABOWT MI SKAH'N..." Ghazkull headbutted Karhzen to the ground. He sat onto his chest, and began throwing devestating punches down to his face. Each time crunches and blood splattered the area. As Ghazkull demolished Kahrzens face, he yelled "MI BRUDDAH WUZ AH MORTUL BRADUK, BUT HIZ FAZE WOZ ALL RED AGH TOAR, ID MAYDE MI FEEL ZIK, LAT HIT HIM WHID AH BRIK, AGH DA BLUD TALUN WUZ NUB LARF'N NUB KLOMP'N NUB MOAR!" The Braduks stood in silence. Ghazkull had gone ape before. But this was different. Eventually Raurna and Thurak had to pull him off of Karhzen. They left. 

 

Mokrag had finally been avenged.

 

[We might do an event for this for sh*ts and gigs. Might. Just see how this weekend gos.]

[the1bow 13]

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