Malgunuz would slowly drift through the desecrated soil that was San'Kharak, the dunes overtaking much of the crude sculpture that was the residence of his brothers. His peerage would take him before the Rex's throne, once his seat of domination, now holding the skulls of three very familiar faces atop it's greatness. Malgunuz took clutch of a very familiar shaped skull, holding it close as he presses it against his forehead, emotion overtaking the aged Uruk.
Upon the collection of the three remains, Malgunuz draped the burlap robe around his shoulders, and trode out into the direction of the Jungle. "Latz bi wid da zpiritz nuwh, buht mi wull nub leht latz zakrifize bi ihn veihn."
Malgunuz would slowly approach a rather large pool, sitting down in a deep state of meditation and reflection.
"Ihn time, bruddaz, ihn time."