Krag'Thak

I be the Dwarf that fought ya ((enjoyed the RP it was fun)) In Normandor but I was not in this fight I was the one At the Tree. Put up a good fight ya did but Do not underestimate dwarves and elves.

((i agree, good RP.

still.there will be Hell to pay :P))

The Night of Blood

-This note has been transcribed from Orcish Tongue, by a Terrified Scribe and a shaky hand, into Common-

(OC, this is a transcription of what happened from Kragthak's perspective yesterday IG, I will describe the deaths he saw in great detail, if you are squeamish please do not read this)

Brothers and Sisters of The Orc Nation! a Great Tragedy has befallen us! Listen to KragThak'Gorkil The Mighty and heed my words well!

it all began, when we captured several elves. A Princess and a few people of importance. One escaped. Not unusual, some tend to slip away. We got two back to the city, and put them both in the cells. The one ransom went fine. We received payment, and freed the prisoner honorably, per the agreements. Only the princess remained in the cells. We went about our daily lives in the City. We smoked some cactus weed, then a fight for the position of Nob was announced. We gathered in the Rex's Palace, to watch the klomp,

the count down: "ASH"...

..."DUB"...

..."GAHK"...

..."KLO-UAUAGHGHUAHG!" the Orc was cleaved almost in two, by a Dwarf no less.

suddenly there were Elves and Dwarves everywhere, all full clad in plate armor, and bristling with strong steel swords. You could hear the metallic sound of the clinking of their armor. You could see the glint in the moon light. We had all stored our Gear for the Klomp. No one was armed. We waited to hear demands, we waited to hear a purpose, but all we heard was "-smirk-...kill the Orcs." The Brothers in the arena scattered in a standard Orc formation, myself among them. I found myself inside the Rex's Palace. So i began sneaking. I realized the War this would cause, and I set out to make sure as many Orcs as possible got out of the city that day, so that our force would be strong when we went to pay them back for this atrocity. I began sneaking out of the castle listening for "civilized" men. I heard Rumblings, but im Certain as Krug i recognized at least two voices. I heard the voice of Hiebe the dwarf, and the voices of several elves. as I snuck out of the Palace, I grabbed bread and steel ingots from an open chest to prevent the "Rescue" party from looting it. As I quietly made my way to the door (no simple task for an Orc) I saw Nazakk bleeding out on the sands. he was cleaved across the ribs, and cut cleanly, his upper torso hanging on by a few strips of flesh, the organs inside had rolled out of him, pulled by gravity and into the sands. there was something else however. something that will stick out in this Orcs mind for years and years to come. This Orc, this Brother of mine, whose blood had been spilt dishonorably, was not yet dead. he lay on the ground in agony, unable to speak or even so much as grunt. His wound left him separated from his lungs. His eyes, looked up at me, and he opened his mouth in a silent howl. he looked at me, very urgently, and seemed to be saying one word: “….Brud..Brudd-ah..” Even unto death, this Orc was my Brother and that brotherhood was so great that when he knew he was crossing from Azulon to the Spirits World, he thought of us, fellow brothers. I could barely contain my pure rage. Orc Blood was spilt upon Orc Lands. My vision went a blazing red, then glowing orange, then white, and bright as the sun, my vision determined to match my fury. but I maintained. I kept hold of my sanity and my thought. I took that burning fire and forced it into the furnace of my mind. I fueled myself, and I knew that I must live that day, that I may kill many many many more Dwarves and Elves another day. I stalked through the city, keeping from sight, and making nary a sound. I pulled several wounded Orcs to a local Goblin camp outside the city. Each time going back in I saw more slaughter and none of it honorable. I returned to the city, once again, creeping along ledges and building tops, watching the madness unfold. there was no logic to it, no sense, just death. I saw Shuur run into a building and heard his Deathhowl, a call an Orc only gives when they die, then, the thud of steel biting flesh again and again. I dragged another Runt from the City, trailing blood. the Orc moaned in pain and I klomped his head “Shud dah skah up Cub, do latz wun uz to be herd?” The Goblin camp began filling up, and I wasn’t sure how many more Orcs I could save. I went back into the City anyway,to at least count the fallen. There I saw Marggbog sprinting. There were numerous men behind him, at least 14, all of them drawing bows. they loosed half-aimed shots, getting a bearing on their surroundings, and Margbogg charged with renewed vigor, howling “ GLOZUG VOTAR!.” then I looked to where he was running. the Jabbernack. He began untying the ropes holding the great beast down just as arrows came flying in. He climbed up onto the Epic beast and shouted “LATZ BI FL-.. MARG..BO..G.. Z..HUU..T..”then, as the Jabbernack reared back, the arrows struck. Too many to count. Riddling his flesh. He slowly slipped from the saddle, and to the ground, and I watched it happen, as if in slow motion.

As he hit the ground, the Jabbernack came down, and stomped him; plunging the arrows into his flesh, and ripping his skin with a sickening sound. I could see his eye bulge once, and then he went limp.

I bowed my head briefly, then continued on into the City. I searched everywhere, but found only bodies. Eventually, the outsiders left. We slowly came back into our home, it and us drenched in blood of our brothers.

I looked up at the sky, hoping for rain in the desert.

Shar'ku Is not a lazy person! +1!

I work nights,but today is my Friday. Send me a PM,and I will help in every way I can. I've got nothing to do this weekend. You may have all of my time for building and such. All of it.

And I won the first ever game.

my uruk pride left this part out.

challenging my honor? REMATCH!

I was in the first ever played game of Orc chess the war game. Thought it was worth mentioning. Haha

i had been designing a game,but this game is much much better, ill work on a seperate game, and make several variations of this one if you dont mind.

Made an idea for a Kapul Flag. you can see it here, and feel free to use it if you like it. let me know.

i did my best for the Flags of each clan.

if these are not good enough,feel free to make one yourself and send me a pic,

here they are:

1. Ugluk

2. Lur

3. Gorkil

4. Kapul

Lur is supposed to be a howling wolf, but its not easy to make in an 11x11 flag, i dont really like it but its the best i got for now

the Kapul one is interesting,its a copper cog, with a black sun in the middle on a purple sky. they are a new clan and didnt have a flag so i made this one up, the reasoning for it goes like this:

Copper cog simply because i always imagine Goblins being the ones using machinery (to make up for their small stature next to the larger orc bretheren) and the black sun/purple sky because black and purple are the ender colors, and the sun and sky are everywhere. this gives it the feeling of Ender-matter being everywhere, which conveys the end of the world. in context with the flag however, everything is ender-matter Except the cog. The meaning behind the Flag is, then, Our machines are so Well built, that they will still be Working away,even after the end of the World.

basically saying that the goblins are expert machinists in a proud Uruk way. Thoughts?

Nods in approval at Blawharag's words,snarling. A bit of spittle falls from between his freshly sharpend tusks

When will people be accepted to help build? I have had an application posted for 2+ days. I can offer a lot of help.

hopefully soon, just finished mine,here

Rittsy, I was trying to explain the new plan as well as even that new builder, so no I am not 'changing' information, but found you to be rather rude and stubborn as we in particular knew the Orc Plans. Nonetheless, I am glad the Orcs can go with their plan though.

Yay. I have a builders application but I'm currently at work. Ill be adding pictures when I get off In the morning. If I get accepted ill be more than happy to help you build the ruins and such :)

I'd appreciate it ))

Unfortunately, this plan would seem to 'contradict' what Rittsy said that each nation must do. He said that Orcs HAVE to build the city in a roleplay fashion, this seeming ignorance to the fact that it actually will occur even though there will be arabesque elements led Rittsy to argue greatly with one of your builders 'Cirdanoth'.

Well the orcs have always been different from every other race. We will move in and squat on these ruins,then rp doing the repairs and spreading the city outward. Lets just have a good plan for these ruins so that the repairing makes them good for us,I guess.

Alternatively we could try and talk with whomever we need to and tell people that the way orcs operate is generally different from other races,and hope they help us by accommodating a little.

Update: boat is very close to completion. I need a clan symbol from Lur, Ugluk and Kapul that can fit in an 11x11 square,that will finish the clan halls.

I have been building a boat (http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/71515-return-of-kragthakgorkil/page__view__getnewpost <-shameless link)

I have 3 clan halls already, for Gorkil, Lur,and Ugluk. I will gladly give the last one to Kapul, but what symbol do I put on it? Preferably able to fit in an 11x11 square.

((Someone should update this >.< feels old))

KragThak Laughs out loud

"Standing to Uruks? Eibber dis ash is Moar tupiz Dan a skah'n stone er dis ash gob Ghaash in 'is bluud. KragThak respect dis,even if lat Trecherus-Twiggie."

MC NAME: KragThak

Teamspeak? [No mic required!]: I have teamspeak and my own mic

Timezone: Est -5 I believe

Orcish builds: I have several ideas, and I'm proficient in building in Orcish styles. album containing some of my work,

http://imgur.com/a/GIjXP

1. a large Orcish boat i gave to mogroka back in the day

2. an Undead King Creeper i built, part of a larger story im writing

3. A shrine to Krugs Fertility.

4. medium Orc's house

5. fire pit, for Orcs to socialize around

6. small Orc's house

this is a small sample of the things ive done, and im capable of more not really seen here.

for instance,the shrine to krug's fertility includes a spiral staircase all the way to the altar at the top, with two chambers below holding twin pools of Lava on either side, boiling a cauldron to create essence of Krug, an extract used in strength potions.

the Medium house has 3 floors, etc etc.

Voxel skills?[Not required]: I've never heard of it, but I've used world edit and world painter in the past. If it makes building large structures easier I'm more than willing to learn.

Free time to build: I work a 12 hour night shift(7pm-7am) so my hours during my work week will be minimal(between 0-2 hrs/day) ,but because its a 12hr shift I get 3 days off (tues-thurs currently) and then it can be basically all day long.

(Edit:made the color scheme less difficult to read)

(Edit:much difficulty uploading pictures)

(Edit:Much Much Difficulty uploading anything -.-)

(Edit:included an imugr album link for the pictures instead, with Thore's advice :) )

-snip-

This. All of this. I mean I'm okay with using SOME colored wool, but only clan colors. That's it.

Go for it Gaius

I would like to see a combination of the two styles. Maybe lore-wise we could move in and squat on a pre-existing Arabesque style ruined trade city and then expand outward with a reckless, sloppy and hodge-podge style. We'd have to make sure this was acceptable and compatable with whatever lore is planned for the migration, but I'd really like to stick with our tradition of moving in on other civilization's ruins and calling it home. We could have a simple and nice looking Arabesque city, somewhat ruined, and just march on in and stank it up, uruk style. From there we would do our own building, expanding outward while keeping the interior recovered ruins intact.

Sounds pretty good to me, as long as its deserty, none of this stone and wood crap. Keep that Stuff to a minimum. Mostly sandstone and sand and desert.

Grins at his fathers Jibe at him,"popo, lat mayk hosh blah, mi lyk deeze plans. Mi still 'member da tik of Alliance wit da Albai, ob mi Work wit da Wardens, and da Betrayal ob dem still Ghaash mi Blood. Lyk Alway', mi wit Lat. Flat Albai,den Flat Drayk on Uruk-tik, agh Uruk wai. Moar Klompin dis wai." He sheathes his axe,and claps a hand on Blawharag's shoulder.

Looks to his father concerned "buh popo dis soun' lyk New Challenge. Shurr'Dru be fat, yub, buh nub Uruk kill Drayk behfor." Thumps his chest "KragThak see nub wrong wit klompin ah new beast. Mi Concor Id hoshly! Mi be dag ash Drayk-flatter!" KragThak shouts an enphisising roar. he looks to the elf,"Blah wut draykz lyk"

KragThak Lifts his head to the skys and lets out a savage Roar,reveling in the blood and traditions of his brothers. He headbutts the nearest Orc,and knocks the orc unconscious from the raw force.

Arrives,and hops down from his War-Boar with a short grunt, eyeing the Elf with his Grandfather, ears Alert and blood pumping at the Prospect of a challenge.

"Eur? wut Challange Granpopo? mi nub gruk wut Thin Twiggie culd challange uh Brudda to an' spect ta win." Draws his axe from his back and begins sharpening the blade on his tusks, leaning against his Mount.