Would be enjoying a large bottle of whiskey at a wedding as he thought about the slaughters he commited that day. "Fookin' 'ell, oi cannae beh stopped lads!" Kronk shouted to the dwarves next to him, being the fresh commander he was.
Grand Champion Kronk Redfist Stormheart reads the missive and sighs deeply. "Fookin' 'ell, tes es gonnah be ah fookin' mess, an' oi'm caught roight smack in teh middle o' et."
Ra'ahtu's clan traveled far and wide, and visited the Kingdoms of Haense, Norland, and Oren. He learnt various things there including the Red Faith of Norland, the culture in cannonism of Oren, and the constant battles with the Ice Trolls of Haense. After his clan departed from Haense, Ra'ahtu decided to stay to learn more. After one week he departed aswell, but found his clan attacked by bandits. As he was inexperienced in combat he didn't participate, but the rules in the clan say every male must help in combat. After the raid he got banished from the clan for breaking the rule. He had to leave his friends and family behind, and could only take his clan outfit and a tribal dagger with him.
After his banishment he traveled around the woods, but found no solice in being a traveling nomad as he was aching for social interaction. Now he tries to find a friend but the customs from his clan don't translate to usual life so he has a hard time. He wants to either start a new clan, or join an existing one. Some clans he has been interested in are Clan Ironfist, Iron' heartz, and other in the north.
Ra'ahtu has practiced his combat and survival skills, so he won't disappoint his new clan like that again.