Catarrh

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0uNdauVeA4 Throughout the Uzg, the shamans of the Orcish nation would find themselves overcome with strange and unsettling sensations, as if there's something angry in the air. An uneasiness would grip them, especially the most experienced practitioners. As they return to their homes for the night, each of them would have a very similar dream. It would start in an endless expanse of empty blackness. The only thing that breaks their sensory deprivation would be a sudden pounding that would resonate through their chests. It carries an inexplicably disturbing feeling with it. After some extended time like this, the sound of wind picks up, and on it's breeze soars an angry howl. As the angry howl gradually crescendos into a bellowing roar, the darkness scatters, as if fleeing the furious shout. The blackness eventually gives way to the deserts of the Iron Uzg, though their vision would be murky and clouded, as if by a fog. A hot, powerful wind would usher the dreamers deeper into the desert, leading them eventually to an object of some sort, jutting from the sand. As the shamans see this obscured and unidentifiable object, they would each awake from their sleep in a cold sweat.

Motsham Malog'Yar meditates by the oasis in the Yar lands, pondering. After many hours, he looks up from the shimmering waters, and turns around to see the totem of Yar. Deep in his memories, he hears the stalwart blast of a mighty warhorn, and knows what he must do; but he needs materials. Some time later, several goblin messengers scurry about the Uzg, delivering Malog's request, "Da Yar klan needz bronze; lawtz ob bronze." Orcs passing through Gund'kothz would see a donation box set up near the totem of Gul'Thak with a note pinned on top. http://prntscr.com/8e34rb ((So, yeah. I'm looking for yellow stained clay for a significant build. If anyone comes across any, I'd appreciate it.))

Mothsham Malog'Yar collects a sample of the Fleugal's flesh and a bottle full of the black ichor that seemed to be the beast's blood, and returns to his hut, looking forward to seeing the potential in these new reagents.

((The Yar clan has accepted an honorary orc before. Becoming an honorary orc is detailed here https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/133619-honouraries-and-whitewashes/ It's not typically easy or fast, of course. While your interest in the Yar clan is appreciated, you may have to work a quite a bit harder to join the Yar clan, considering we have one honorary with us already. I would even say a third honorary simply wouldn't be allowed, though honorary orcs are meant to be extremely rare anyhow. Anyways, yes, it is possible for an honorary orc to join the Yar clan, since the wood elf, Phaedrus, is a Yar; however, you might find it difficult to be the second, since no clan wants to have too many pink-skins in their ranks, lest they risk the judgement of the other clans. Having said all that, you're more than welcome to try, and I hope you enjoy whatever rp it brings you.))

((Ralph Stanley sang it infinitely better.))

Good Miss Siri, That's the best and only offer I've gotten so far. I'd gladly take you up on it, and I'll be sure to set aside my finest bottle just for you. I also happen to be thinking up an experimental recipe, if you'd prefer something a bit more adventurous than traditional mead. Sincerely, Lothaire, owner of the Honeyed Thorn Meadery

((Last I checked, he was not. Shamans have been doing Orgon-related things since Anthos.))

((Feel free to ask any questions you have about orc traditions and culture. As you may have guessed by now, information on individual clans can be found here https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/532-clans/ As far as the Blah goes, a recent post was made regarding it now being an optional thing https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/133115-ooc-on-blah/ but if you prefer to use the language, it's mostly just butchered English except for the words found here http://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/Blah There was also an orc mega thread that had a lot of cultural information, folklore and legend on it, but there were some out-dated parts, so it got archived, apparently.)) Edit: ((And yeah. That sand wall's a bit of a shame. It was kinda meant to be a temporary thing until a better defense could be built there, but I think people just kinda forgot about it.))

"Well, balls. Right when I'm in need of new books." Lothaire remarks, "Oh well."

*All across Vailor, fliers are posted, written in a very clean hand.* Bees Needed! The Honeyed Thorn needs your help, people of Vailor. Since the destruction of our homes back in Athera, I've been forced to start from scratch. So, first things first, I need to find a new source of honey. If anyone knows the location of any good bees, I'd be truly grateful, and you'll receive a complementary bottle of my fine mead. I remain, Lothaire

This happened to me as well, actually https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/132321-bug-bookshelves/#entry1263971 They didn't come back after the next restart for me, sadly.

Over the past few days, some orcs would notice many loud chants, followed by shouts of frustration coming from Malog'Yar's hut in the goi as he struggles with his potions. Finally, he has his eureka moment, and makes sure everyone near his hut hears. In an uncharacteristically excited state, he begins ranting and shouting about Orgon and some shrine. He begins hurrying around Vailor in search of appropriate materials until one night, he ascends a nearby hill with a massive crate resting on his shoulders. All manner of shouting, chanting and other strange sounds could be heard from atop the hill that night. The pounding of hammers and the tapping of chisels echoed through the clear desert air. Finally, a faint rumbling and a repulsive squelching noise would sound for just a few moments. Malog would later be heard shouting about something being complete, and Orgon being pleased. Those who investigate the scene in the morning would find a shrine; familiar to some, but bizarre to others. A totem covered in mold and moss stood atop a mound of strange fungi, and stank like a corpse heap. Near the base of the mound, a small pit filled with a horrendous-smelling, grayish-green sludge bubbled and gurgled. It would seem the shrine of Orgon had been rebuilt.

Malog'Yar remembers his old ties to Orgon, and begins concocting new hexes and curses to help spread the glory of Orgon, "Mubaramishi, gith prasogat. Mubaramishi, gith kul Orgonob."

Oh good. Thanks.

[b]Nature of the bug:[/b] Books vanishing from shelves. [b]First occurrence:[/b] (Providing an exact time helps us locate the error messages, which can help in fixing the bug) Probably about 3:45 pm EST. I didn't think to check the time, so best window would like be anywhere between 3:40 pm and 3:48 pm. [b] Describe exactly all the actions you took leading up to the bug: [/b] Placed two books in a locked bookshelf with a locked sign on it. When I checked back less than a minute later, both books had vanished. [b] What messages are/aren't you getting that you would/wouldn't get normally :[/b] (in the event of a crash, please also provide the error log) I didn't get any messages, nor would I have normally gotten any. [b] Frequency of occurrence:[/b] Unsure. [b] Are you able to reproduce the bug: [/b] I was not, so I'm not sure if this is really a thing to be too concerned over, but may as well give a heads up in case anyone else has had this happen as well.

Malog finds himself wondering where the heck he'd get that idea.