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Date pushed back an elven week due to the increasing risk of infection.

*Posters are spread all across the lands across Vailor* ⚔ The Day of Black Steel ⚒ Hosted by the Clan Salondil of Vivec A grand tourney is being hosted in the lands of the Mali’Ker. The valiant Clan Salondil, skilled gladiators and warriors, will be running this spectacle. The day will ring with the clash of steel and then after the games, a feast will occur celebrating the skill of the winner. The feast will be planned and provided by Shadrik Indras, Owner of Shadrik Corp. ⚒ The Tournament ⚔ =+= The Melee Sixteen Gladiators from across the land will be pitted against each other in a test of skill. The first eight to fall will be placed in the lower bracket and the last eight to stand will be elevated into a more prestigious bracket. The melee continues until one gladiator stands. =+= The Fight of The Fallen Eight of the first combatants, those who fell in battle first, will face off against each other in one versus one duels, steel and iron will ring across the sand as those deemed to have little skill try to prove that they truly can be a champion. Once these duels have finished, those still standing will advance into the upper brackets, facing off against the other gladiators. =+= The Duels of Death Those who stood in the bloodbath of the Melee will be placed in an upper bracket. These eight combatants will be scrambled and face off against each other in a duel of death (one versus ones). The four to emerge victorious will clean their weapons and prepare for their final duels. =+= The Clash of the Champions Eight champions, each chosen by their race to win glory and honor, face off in duels in front of a colosseum filled with all sorts of people. These champions will duel in a bracket, until one man stands in the pit. =+= The Tributes Each listed group is expected to submit their champion. The Champion of Salondil The Champion of DeNurem The Champion of Indras The Champion of Aeroch Nor The Champion of Dunamis The Champion of Dalma The Champion of Laureh’lin The Champion of Haelun’or The Champion of the Rex The Champion of The Iron Uzg The Champion of Oren The Champion of The Canonist Faith The Champion of the Dwarven Senate The Champion of Urguan The Champion of Caliph The Champion of Iman al-Rashidun Each nation will submit their champion with this form: Name: Race: Leader’s Signature: Combatant’s Signature: ♛ The Feast of Victory ♚ =+= The Ceremony of Victors All gather for merriment outside of the arena where a great feast has been prepared. Before indulging in drink, cactus green, and food, the victors are presented before the crowd on a podium. He who stood last among the Melee is crowned Lord of the Pit and given the axe, “Shieldsmasher”, a black steel axe with runes carved in silver. The combatant who came in third place overall will be crowned Prince of the Shield and rewarded with a ceremonial shield called “Steadfast” and a warhammer called “Loyalty.” The second place soldier is crowned Prince of the Sword and rewarded with a black steel longsword, enchanted with runes, called “Strife”. Finally, the winner is crowned Champion of Vailor. He is outfitted with a set of enchanted steel plate and a black steel bastard sword, enchanted and forged by the Ancestors. =+= The Feast Once the ceremonies have ended, the three champions seat themselves at the head of a massive table, dining among Kings, Queens, Caliphs, Rexes, and many more. The common folk and others dine at two other tables, or on the ground. Food is provided by Shadrik Corp. and is distributed buffet style. =+= The Market While the feast goes on, there will be many stalls open selling wares to travellers. One can rent a stand by contacting Shadrik Indras. Vivec citizens will get first priority on stalls so hurry fast! ⚑ Rules ⚐ Every Gladiator will fight with bare knuckle fists. (To give fair and consistent fights). Gladiators will be given stone axes when pit against Orcs. No using magic (hacks, all fights will be recorded). Attempting to cheat (pulling out a sword) will be punishable by death. Leaders of nations and dark elven patriarchs may not fight. ☸ Date ☸ =+= The Elven Time 6 PM EST =+= The Elven Date 3rd of October Scribed by, Shadrik Indras

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Made by Numirya: graphic thread Clan Zhul A clan of ashened skin orcs that follow a strict code of honour, glory and self sacrifice. A honourable and glorious death is deemed only worth if done so for Krug. Self sacrafice is limited only to regaining the honour of Krug and the clan. These orcs are bred and trained to be brutal fighters. The current members boast strong feats of skill and honour. The Zhul Clan descend from Zhul who claims to be of the Rax bloodline, a mighty warrior who was blinded by the greed of his blood brother. His goal is to advise Grahl'Zhul with his wisdom. Zhul's have ashened skin, small dark red eyes, small tusks and a decently small height. Warriors that are born into Clan Zhul are split up into two columns, labour and militant. The militant orcs are usually male and have a larger group. Zhul warriors are littered with red tattoos as to show who belongs to the militant group. Although most orcish clans symbolize under a crest and animal, Zhul simply identifies via a shield, gladius and spear. They fight close quarters with their shield and gladius as to accommodate their height. They are very agile (for an orc) and have great strength. Zhul's combine their strength and agility to allow them the efficiency to win fights. Members of Clan Zhul: Clan Leader Grahl'Zhul Clan Elder Zhul'Rax Blooded Krayg'Zhul Ztimp'Zhul Julleh'Zhul Porky'Zhul Dayn'Zhul Zili'Zhul Juztyn'Zhul Unblooded Tel'Zhul Skolas'Zhul Deceased Gardon'Rax Ner'Zhul Juzeph'Zhul Artifacts held by Clan Zhul: Tempered Steel Gladius, forged by Phaedrus in honour of Ner'Zhul who perished at the hands of a traitorous coward. Gardon Dagger, created by Zhul'Rax. The blade is Gardon's left tusk combined with the handle and pommel of Zhul's broken gladius. OOC: Recruitment

Grahl looks to Azel with a burning gaze of utter hatred, his hands tighten and grip together and he twitches to lunge forward. "Latz momozkaher, latz ahm dumb **** agh hab ah loud muth fur nub buin uruk. Lazt tyme albai-uruk challenged mi.." he grunts, tossing his gaze over to Kahn and away from Azel "Mi zkahed hym up. Ib latz **** grunt vizhez tu klomp den zanctiun id. Hi hab big blaher nuw hi muzt bahk ihd up. A klomp tu dah flat." he states clearly.

Grahl takes a step forward, keeping his tone low and steady "Lat blah dah wi ahm ah new klahn? Perhapz dah fuund'un ub Zhul ahm new bud idz anzeztahz lib un thrugh dah Rax's. Zinze dah fuund'un ub dah Irun Uzg id ahm ahn eazeh caze tu mayke dat dah Zhulz hab zuffered mure. Wi were culled tu klomp fur dah Adriun hummiez bai Phaedruz unleh tu bi pid agaynzt urukz uhn da Uren luyalizt zyde. Mi luzt mure den half mi klahn ihn diz klomp agh MI BRUDDA GUD FLAT DISHUNURABULY GAHK DAYZ LATUR." He roars out as he closes the end of his sentence, once more taking a breath to speak. "Dah Raguk kuntz cull mi vytewazh, traytur agh pug. Dah angah inzyde ub mi leedz mi tu tink dishunarabul intentiunz ub flat. Huweba. Unlyke doze vermin ratz mi ahm nub puzhdug puzzehz. Mi hab klomped ull whu ztand in mi wai, mi hab gayned vikturee ubah aneh uruk whu dizgrayze mi nayme agh dey ztill dizplay da dizhunargh ub treet'un Zhul lyke zhid. Zhul nub ztand wib latz yed Kahn, latz muzt zee da unjuztize agh dizhunargh dat haz been dizplayed bai uddah klanz agh da miztreatment wi hab been zerved eben aftah guin tu gluriuzlee flat ihn da nayme ub Krug." He takes one step backwards, waiting for Kahn to reply.

Grahl'Zhul and his clan folk gather around the steps of the throne. In the center of the formation stands the grunting orc. He slowly draws his gladius from its sheath, inspecting both sides of the blade swiftly after. His gaze fixes on the towering Rex slumped on his throne. Grahl's grunts echo throughout the hall as he steadily descends to one knee. He slowly rests his gladius infront of him, tip of the blade poised on the sandstone. "Braduhk" he mutters quietly with loud exhaling grunts following after. "Klan Zhul agh idz klan membahz heerbai zwear allegiahnze tu dah Rex ub dah Irun Uzg, dah natiun ub viulanze." Grahl rises to stand, sheathing his blade with his gazed still focused on Kahn. "Huwebah" Grahl exclaims quickly. "Wi zhall nub bi zhaymed aneh lunger, dah Zhulz hab mayde mure zacrafize DAN ANEH URUK WHU DARE INZULT MI KLANZ NAYME. MI BRUDDAH HAB BEEN ZLAYN IHN HIZ BLARG AFTAH BUIN BETRAYED BI PHAEDRUZ. DAH ZHUL VENGEANZE VYLL BI ZWYFT AGH UNMERICFUL." He roars out, pausing the speech suddenly as to regain his breath. "Dah Zhul zwear ahzht tu zeek vengeanze fur mi bruddahz unhunarabul agh cuwardly flat. Den wi zwear dubht tu dah Rex ub dah Irun Uzg. Ib latz cun azzept diz Kahn, den dah Zhulz zhall bahk latz endeuvaz unleh ib dey ahm hunarabul agh fur glury." He takes a step back after speaking, releasing his grip from the pommel of his gladius.

A letter of new applicants are sent to the Viceroy for approval. Karin'ayla, I send forth three more gladiators to die for the glory of crowd. It would be highly appreciated if you accepted these gladiators. I would see no reason to deny seeing as they are of high quality! Name: Albinius ((MC Name)): Lunarmyth Race: Human Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y - Name: Moizeus ((MC Name)): Moizoos Race: Human, Farfolk Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y - Name: Agrippa ((MC Name)): vulcism Race: Human, Istriot Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y Yours Sincerely, Zindrais Salondil

Clan Salondil Gladiators are enrolled into the tournament. A long list of names are compiled and sent to the Orcish Rex. TEAM NAME: Clan Salondil MC NAMES: csalZz, DrunkenBagel and Lunarmyth RP NAMES: Adriacus, Lycan and Albinius Adriacus, Lycan, Albinius, Agrippa, Julius and Pius all shall fight in the arena if you would kindly bid so. Yours Sincerely, Zindrais Salondil.

Having ventured for years across the ice-cold, harsh mountains of the human realm the Zhul's make their way home through treacherous terrain and hostile land. They head deep south to the new land of Industry, the land of Iron, the land of Krug's children. Arriving at the gate of his home nation Grahl would let out a hearty chuckle, finding irony in the fact that such a small gate harbours his mighty kin. Grahl however, wastes no time in gaining a quick entrance into the desert, looking to cure his homesickness and thirst to feel his skin touch the sun-scorching sand. The orcs of Zhul follow Grahl in his hastened fashion to enter the city, pulling along carts of packed tents, barrels of fresh meat, fish and water. When all had entered the desert, there was a grim silence. Grahl dropped to his knees, cupping his hands into his face. Feint wails and grunts could be heard from his stationary position as he gazed upon his brothers missing grave. Blood members of the Zhul Clan unpacked their belongings outside their old land. However, Grahl could be seen kneeling in the same position for hours, reciting chants of an unknown tongue. With a days rest and multiple hours to think about past events, Grahl would be found making a long journey from his small encampment to the Goi of the Iron Uzg. Mounted on top his brothers boar he moves at a fair speed, within a days ride to the City. Arriving at the gates of the Goi a day later, he calls for an audience with 'Rex Phaedrus'. Unaware that he has forfeited his position. He waits patiently outside the gate for the Rex to meet and accompany him to the palace for a meeting.

A letter is sent to the Viceroy, directly from Clan Salondil's ludus. Karin'ayla, three of my gladiators wish to fight in your colosseum. Their details are listed below. - Name: Adriacus ((MC Name)): csalZz Race: Human Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y - Name: Lycan ((MC Name)): DrunkenBagel Race: Human Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y - Name: Krayg ((MC Name)): Xphum Race: Orc Representative of (Nation, Guild, Group, Family): Clan Salondil Will you be able to attend on the date of the tournament?: Y Do you realize that there is a VERY high chance that you will die?: Y - Yours Sincerely, Zindrais Salondil.