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"Fumz ub frum mi Gruul. Am wi rimuuvun duh shara tempul fingeh uz wul?"

Targoth Buubztik meets with Ostromir II. He assures him, saying "Duh fuhl wayd ub duh Krugmar Duminyun am bihyn duh Blarg Karryun. Duh uuzuhpuh nub ztund chanz uhgenz owur kumbyn'd myt."

((The RP reason for + allies is because Buubztik believes that is both the right, and the responsibility of the peoples of Anthos to purge the world of necromancer so and necromancer sympathisers, although he obviously thinks this in a more base and hateful manner in RP. The aim of this is not to attack the High elves for the sake of attacking them, it's to make them renounce their "evil ways". Haelun'or gets allies for OOC fairness.))

((Maybe something like 10PM EST then? How'd that work out for you?))

Buubztik looks at the wanted sign, and scoffs at it. "H'gakh? H'gakh?! Mi am niyuhli azhty'dub! Skah'n gardz, dey ohl 'tuupid. Agh dey nub ruubz, eevur. Id am gluu-en-burz ponchuu! Mi payd bub'hozh shyniz fur id!" Buubztik puts up a note, correcting the wanted poster to almost 12ft tall, and wearing a glow-in-the-dark poncho.

((You should probably get to not ignoring a citizen's cries when he's getting eaten by an Orc right in front of half the guard force.))

Buubztik cheers as he hears of the hunt. He gets his spear sharpened and polished, and has each of his arrows blessed.

((Nope! But none have said anything to me about it so far. Unfortunately, the majority of the players on the server are American, and so I have to work to try and incorporate the majority))

((Must remove Salvus from map, apart from Westward Citadel and crap.))

((Righty-o folks, I've come to a decision regarding the time. 10th November, 4PM EST. Will fix in the OP.))

Like the lore, +1. One correction, Brevias has never, is not, and will never be a necromancer. This is slanderous propaganda by High Elves to undermine supreme Orc integrity and it hurts Brevias's feelings.

((Quite frankly, this has devolved into a debate over something that is irrelevant to the war claim, which by the way, is a simple pillage. Whether or not using shamanism to get the true answer to one question is insignificant; the RP reasons for the war claim are completely independent of that matter. As such, if you aren't posting RPly, or aren't going to post a rebuttal to the war claim, having both the position within the high Elves to do so, and a reason for denial that is legitimate, then I'd ask that you don't post at all.))

((I've been killed or stopped more times than I've succeeded with that ritual. The only reason things went so comparably fast with you was because Vulnir was unconscious, and I had the military leader of Malinor protecting me, and all I was doing was performing a harmless curse which was to see whether or not someone was a necromancer. No one had any reason to stop me, and any that did would have been stopped by Khel first, which is why I assumed that none would try, and I was correct in that assumption. If you had any issue with the speed of things, or were planning to stop me, then why didn't you bring something up in OOC, or try to stop me at the time? And if we're talking about forcing things on others, isn't illusion forcing people to see, think or feel things? Isn't soul puppetry forcing people to do things? Isn't mental magic doing the same thing I was, except I only ask one question, and only get one truth, whereas they can see all memories, and even manipulate them.))

((There is a Spirit for every aspect of the realm. Truth is one of them.))

((I'm not gonna lie, but the High elves are the one of the weakest targets I know of. Your only strong point is your walls, and they can be overcome with ease. Either way, Orcs don't go for weak targets, just because they're weak targets, they're above that. And RPly, my char believes they don't acknowledge the spirits, because when I told them that Vulnir is a necromancer, and that I had found that out using Ixli, the spirit of forbidden knowledge, truth and knowledge, they brushed me off by saying that Ixli doesn't exist, and was a fabrication of my own mind. And if you consider placing a curse on someone that makes them tell the truth for one question, which I was able to do through using the correct ingredients, and a long ritual that leaves me exceptionally vulnerable PG, then you may want to relook up the definition. I'm responding in this thread because currently I can't access skype! and also because I want everyone else to be able to see that my war claim is legitimate.))

((Quite frankly John, I didn't even need reasoning to go to war with the High Elves. In case you hadn't noticed, Orcs like to kill stuff. But I made sure that I did have a few RP reasons, to avoid any OOC butthurt. I'll go through with them now: 1. The primary reason, which is that High Elves allow necromancy within their city, which in RP my char sees as the condolence of evil. 2. The High Elves do not acknowledge the spirits, which I found out when I went to them to inform them of a few secrets I had found out using the spirits. 3. The High Elves believe they are superior to any other race, including orcs. RPly this is also teaching them who is actually superior. I didn't have to explain myself to you, but I have because it looked like you doubted I really had any RP reasoning, and also because you called my legitimate war claim incredulous, and a joke.))

Buubztik sends a bird to Dizzy, and the Dwarven Lords, as well as good ol' Dreek, that reads: "CoHm tUh GroNkKzTUn eF LaTz Wun tuH BlAh uHbOwD NuUtYz."

Orcs sit around Gronkkston, sharpening their axes and swords, or restringing their bows. The anticipation of a satisfied bloodlust, as well as being able to kill some necromancer sympathisers, was building. Many gave offerings to the Spirits, asking for either their blessing, or deliverance to their place beside their ancestors. However, none linger around the altars or totems for too long, as the true Orcish house of worship is standing in a pool of blood on the battlefield. As time passes, the battle ever approaching, restlessness and excitement begin setting in. Many Orcs go out to satiate their bloodlust, the waiting only causing them to hunger more for war, at the expense of the other races. Soon though, the Orcs are addressed by the Targoth. "Bruddahz! Lat ohl gruk wah mi blah tuh lat tudai. Duh nuut'albaiz hab zhuun tuh duh uzg dehr truu naychur: dey nub uunli hahbuh duh zurvuntz ub Ibliz, bud enkurij dem tuh "purzuu grukij" ub id! Agh zuu, wi muzd zhuu dem en tuun dat Urukz wulnub ztund fur duh uhlowunz ub eevul. Agh wi wull duu id, en duh wai wi gruk hozh'izd, thruu bluud agh fyur! Truzd mi wen mi blah: ef lat flat klompun uhgaynz duh alyz ub Ibliz, Krug imzelv wull prayz lat wen lat riij iz syd! Flat'n en duh naym ub duh Zpiridz, agh prutektin duh uzg frum duh eevul ub wub duh nuutyz am uhlowin, dat am duh bub'hozh'izd ohnur dat kun bi ucheev'd! Agh zuu, wen mi blah dat mi am guuin tuh ged rid ub duh skurj ub nekruumunzeh, mi truzd en mi bruddahz dat latz wull joyn mi?" Cheers, all in the general area of "Damn right we're coming", echo throughout the slowly gathering crowd. "Den wi murj un duh hyv ub skum dat am Nuuty'Uzg, agh wi tiij dem duh Uruk wai!" ((lesser race translation)) Further cheers erupt from the crowd, and many, in their excitement from the speech, go out to raid some unfortunate pinkskins. OOC: Warclaim type: Pillage Attacking faction: Krugmar Dominion + Allies Defending Faction: Enclave of Haelun'or + Allies Location: Lin'evaral Time: 17th November (Sunday), 4PM EST. Rules: No fish No h4x0rs No enchants No spawned items No crying

Gemmy y u hurt me dis wai

Buubztik pins up another note over the highwayman's, which simply says: "NUB"

"Whu duh skah diz skah'r fink hi am? Gronkk am kingeh, agh wull ohlwaiz bi kingeh."

The Targoth Buubztik'Lur stands upon the podium in Gronkkston, summoning his brothers to the square. He remains still for a while, his faced curled up in anger, until the rabble finally settles, and he begins speaking. ((Translated to common for lesser races)) "Orcs! Today our most hated foe; the whitewash; has attacked our own capital! The previous Targoth Pok, and his band of spirit-forsaken fuckfaces have slain many an honourable brother, and in doing so have turned their back on Krug himself! They claim they do what they do for the good of all Orcs, under the guise of a rebellion. but in slaying their fellow Orc, and dishonouring the Dominion, they prove that they are not worthy even of the title of dogs! And so I ask my brothers, are we to sit here, and wait for more of their whitewash words to corrupt yet more good orcs, or are we to take the fight to them?" Cheers, and calls for actions are thrown out to the podium, the crowd calming after a minute or so. "That is what I expected of any Orc who wishes to feast with his or her ancestors. And so I promise you this: we will find this group of pond scum, and we will send them to their death!" More cheers erupt, the bloodlust rising amongst the gathering. "Grab your swords, your axes, your spears, your bows and your best armour! Grab whatever you can to aid in this crusade against whitewashes, sharpen a stick or even use your fists! As long as Krug is with you, they cannot harm you! Earn your place at the side of Lur, Gorkil, and all of Krug's sons, and take fire, pain and death to the fuckers!" The crowd explodes, most rushing off to their homes to gather their weapons, eager for whitewash blood.

Just a note, there don't necessarily have to be two shamans to create a Muyakelg, as one may profess in both sub-types. It's not about bringing together the power of two shamans, but the actual abilities of each sub-type.