Pixelation4

The Elder would grin, at these words. "The Clan of Kharak will not submit to a Lak"

https://gyazo.com/bf67214c5f70248510a4d0818a659fbe https://gyazo.com/8a4e6399cabbb86e4ea6cc227ce0d09b Gonna have to disagree with you there my dude

Technically it's NFL, just not American NFL

I think it's time for a strawpoll

How much harm is actually going to come from a trial, worst case scenario, no one accepts it and it flops. Best case scenario, we reform blah, making it deeper (in terms of different speech for Goblins and Ologs), while also less autistic, which in turn draws new players in because we don't sound like retards.

Oren Grrr..

When Oren complains that they're lacking players

((That was uncalled for

THE RAGUK Wargoth, Turkurz’Raguk, stood over the bridge, peering into the chasm below, pondering the fate of his clan. They had suffered, and they would continue to suffer. But they would endure, they always had and they always would. However, the passing of the elder, Wud’Raguk, troubled him. Whilst thinking it all over, he failed to notice the Half-Uruk, Kulravok’Raguk, approaching behind him. “What’s wrong with you, brother?” The Half-Uruk would ask. Turkurz wondered how he knew, perhaps his expression had given his thoughts away. However now was not the time to dwell on such things. “Our clan, brother. We are few in number. We are strong in both body and mind, but we lack numbers. So many have gone to Stargush’Stroh.” Kulravok would see what he was saying. “You mean Wud.” Turkurz nods at this. “He was a good Elder. He was building San’Durak, you know. Somewhere for Raguk to go. Somewhere for us to rebuild…” He trails off, his eyes drifting to a point over the Half-Uruk’s shoulder, before snapping out of his daze. “But we can’t dwell on that, we need new Uruks. We need new land. We need new leaders…” With his statement about the leaders, his eyes drifted to Kulravok, studying him with interest. The Half-Uruk would understand what he was saying. “Me? You want me to fill the position of Elder?” Turkurz would simply nod, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. But Kulravok wasn’t convinced. “Surely people won’t accept me as Elder. I’m a Half-Uruk. I’m as much a part of the race that destroyed our city as I am an Uruk, as much as I hate to admit it” He went on, listing everything that could possibly go wrong, before Turkurz stopped him. “Brother, you have passed the trials of Raguk. You are strong. You are as much an Uruk as any in Raguk.” The Half-Uruk would smile at the Wargoth’s words. “Okay, brother. You’ve got me. I will help you rebuild Raguk” The Red Wargoth would grin. “Good, now come with me, we have work to do…”

Wǒ yǒu yīgè xióngxióng moneky dà cuò, xiànzài

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MC Name: Pixelation4 RP Name: Kaldar Reasoning for Applying: I've been thinking of making a dwarf for a while now, I like the personality traits and aesthetic of the Doomforged, so here I am. Do you accept to follow the rules of playing a Doomforged? I do indeed Bloodline: Yorri's line Parents (Optional, only if you are playing a current member's child): N/A

Filthy half orcs

((Only 50 minas?

((Ahem ((Red orcs only?