loopmoploop

We had something like that a long time ago, it was called the Undead. They scared a bunch of people. Now, to be fair, I didn't like them very much, but that's my opinion only, not the server's. The peasants standing up to knights doesn't make sence at all though, and we need a way to stop it. But I don't think another thing kind of like the Undead is the solution. It just makes it too annoying because of random attacks and suddenly just losing your stuff, (how I felt with the Undead, though it did in some cases make good rp.) I think we need tougher things in place to make death scary. Not a crazy guild.

I agree that we don't need humans breaking the rp by using the jabbernack, but I'm very sure that someone will eventually be left off the list and then it'll start a whole "thing" plus making some problems for those giving perms.

((I am no longer inactive.))

^Banned for not owning some shop I've never heard of.

((I suppose that this'll be postponed because of the DDoS.))

^Banned for partying too hard.

Rannulf crossed over the bridge he had crossed so long ago, back into the War Uzg, his home that he had abandoned. He had missed his home, his true home of Krugmar, and he had ran to the sea and thought of swimming back, but he realized it was hopeless, he was too weak. He meant to change that. So to make him stronger, he hunted, for years on end, he hunted the undead with a passion, remembering his fallen comrades who had been flatted by them. Pigs, cows, chickens, whatever he could find he ate, he got stronger, faster, older, wiser. He became better. But with his newfound wisdom, he realized that he could never get back to Krugmar reasonably. It was gone. And here he was, back in his "home" hoping to find some of his old friends, or at least their graves. He had no idea what had gone on while he was gone, who was in charge, or even if the War Uzg was gone. Rannulf had absolulty no plan, except that he would still hunt, trying to be stronger, trying to get strong enough to get back home. ((Well, for those of you who remember me, I have been inactive for a very long time due to personal issues and a lack of time. But now, I am returned! I will still have a lack of time however, and I won't be able to be as involved with the community as I used to have been. I will be pretty much inactive again throughout August, as I will be on vacation. So, to make up for the times I am gone, Rannulf will be on hunts. I hope I can successfully adapt back into the Ork community, so, Ug to you all!))

Banned for a pretty awesome profile pic.

((MC name: loopmoploop IC name: Warrior Rannulf'Gorkil Profession: 99 swords, 50 wrestling, going to work on a work skill, not sure which yet))

((At least keep up your Halfling character so I can eat you once I get my VA. You shall be missed))

*Rannulf wanders in the desert, hunting, trying to get stronger, when a passer-by Human, also wandering, informs him of the conversation. Rannulf informs the Human to take a note that he quickly scribbled out back to Krugmar, the Human does as he asks, seeing his blade. The letter reads: Nub, juz nub. We shuuld nub zare ahr grub wit skahin' umie'z whuu am tuu lazy tu eben git dere un grub. Me unt' my grub. Vy shuuld wut me unt' gu tu zome lazy umie'? Agh me will neba gib skah tu dose skaher stoutz! Me hab nub foguttun da great klomp. Me will neber fogut et. Nub zareing grub wit weaklin'z whuu kan't eben git dere un grub.

((I have always enjoyed your stories, this one cements that I always will.))

((Erm, how do we place a sign if we don't have perms..))