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[!] A missive written in blood is pinned across the realm [!] SHAMANS, THE CODES OF KRUG HAVE BEEN DEFILED ONCE MORE. GUTLUG'LUR HAS REPEATEDLY BROKEN THE CODES OF KRUG BY CONTINUING TO TONGUEDANCE ABOUT AKAAL. GUTLUG HAS BEEN GIVEN THREE CHANCES FOR BREAKING THE CODES. GUTLUG IS HEREBY SENTENCED TO DEATH BY KRUG. SHAMANS, ENFORCE THE CODES AND WILL OF KRUG AND SACRIFICE THIS DISHONORABLE WHITEWASH. SIgned, Motsham Maukurz'Akaal

Maukurz'Akaal took a copy in hand, he began to read through it by the fire "Bub'hozh Ilzho!"

Maukurz'Akaal gets handed acopy of the Cactus Weekly from Ilzho "Bub'hozh bruddah, bub'hozh. Keepin track ub dah hiztory agn happenings ub dah goi am important."

The Ivory Shaman, Maukurz’Akaal will attend the Rex Klamor.

Shamanism has been compatible with mysticism before. Real ones know.

[!] A piece of fabric is hung up around the Horde capital and it's vassals. The message written in blood now dried. SHAMANS UB DAH HORDE! Dah peeperz agn grukker ub dah Motsham hab peeped wub am tu come. Visions sparked, voicez were heard, and grukkage was gained. Spiritz am tricky, dey am harmful, and dey am wize. Dah Motsham ub dah horde am wizer. For nub juzt Ghoraza knew dah anzwerz. Urukim am in need ub ah new zpirit tu guide dem. Oddly enuff, ah new zpirit under Kor'z domain haz chozen tu zhow itzelf in our tik ub need. Ah lezzer ub Kor, dah zpirit ub dah Abyss hab giben mi vizionz. Shamanz ub dah Horde - Gathur in mass agn venture forth to locate diz zpirit. Dah Motsham demandz ah name. Ask it ibz name. Report latz findingz tu Motsham Maukurz'Akaal. Latz own, Maukurz'Akaal Motsham of the Horde, Kukaal of Akaal, Grizh of Ram, Prophet of Leyd.

The Ivory Shaman ate the missive.

[!] Poster's are nailed upon the walls of the Horde. Each letter written in common using blood as ink. A detailed drawing in the background. Beloved Urukim, Visions have come to me in my slumber. Ghoraza has gone missing, trapped by spirits performing their trickery. A temporary shepard must guide the spiritual urukim in their worship and efforts. The spirits have told me to appoint myself in this role. I, Maukurz'Akaal, Kukaal of Akaal, Prophet of Leyd, Grizh of Ram claim the title of Motsham until Ghoraza'Akaal returns. The Akaal are working to devise a plan to save him from the spirits who refuse to let him back. Krug, Leyd, The Ancestors; may they guide us in these troubling times. The Spirits have shown me a great darkness. One that will make you forget humans exist. The Urukim must not rest in the times where the Light must be spread. The shamans of the Horde must meet and free Ghoraza from the deadly grasp of the spirits. Bring him back to the Horde, for he is the only one who can provide spiritual guidance as the darkness of the realm grows stronger. Challenge me if you wish to do the role until Ghoraza returns instead, I'll be glad to allow you to. Yours truly, Maukurz'Akaal

A tall, lanky, ashen monstrosity of a being paced around within the Horde rambling to itself. The rambles began to focus, the questions coming out in a ghastly, crackled tone; in a poor display of common "What will the living do after they've killed one another and we've only just begun? What will they do when the sons of Krug are defiled by the Emperor? Who will save them this time? Not Krug." the being began to chortle to itself, his laughter echoing throughout the Horde

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"We grow" the Ivory Shaman said from atop his horse, staring off into the cold landscape

“Abducting a cub?” An ashen beast says as he sliced cuts to his own chest with a blightsteel blade, letting the tainted blood pour from his wounds. He’d scoop the blood in his hands, wiping them on a shrine to his Ram ancestors “Strength, Dominance, pain, grizh. The empire wants grizh, Gadhaal. The empire wants grizh, Ram. The empire wants grizh, Krothuul. Give them what they want” he finished his worship with that. For only the sounds of his own blood dripping to the floor from the shrine could be heard. The ashen orc now gone, along with his blade and a silent friend.

A large black orc with devilish horns and a crooked smile yet again chuckled in laughter before tossing the missive in the fire before him “Zilly buurz, poisoning Lotharia only served as worship tu Kinul. Now dah buurz will flat for ib.”

Maukûrz'Akaal read the message from the depths of the Akaal's lair. The skinny, withered, and worn orc's maw sharpened into a devilish grin. The ashen orc spoke out in a crackling voice "Grizh, metal, agn fire." he threw the paper in the firepit at the capital of the horde. The flames sparked up slightly as they absorbed the message. "Dah urukim am dah leazt ub der worriez." hur hur hur, the weathered orc chuckled out to himself, his hands gripping at his flabby 'gut'. "Wait til der zoulz am trapped forever and der little friendz cannub bring dem back" he couldn't contain himself, he laughed as he thought about the dark spawn unable to move, stuck in time.

Kaal Akaal

[!] Posters are nailed around the orcish camp {The large poster reads} Kukaal Maukurz of Ram "The rightful third Kukaal seat in Clan Akaal, representing the Clan Ram of old, now belongs to Maukurz'Akaal of Ram. Any Akaal Clan member who wishes to debate this decision can challenge Maukurz of Ram to a klomp." If challenged, the rules of the Klomp are as follows: To the death without revival from the spirits. No other rules or restrictions. Reminder: One other Kukaal seat remains vacant due to the dissapearance of former Kukaals. Current Kukaals: Ghoraza and Maukurz.

Signs began to pop up around the horde following the release of this list. The signs had a simple bloodied handprint upon them with a signature at the bottom. The signature read 'Maukûrz'. The signature appeared to be a genuine match to that of the signature on any document he produced.

A Final End ([!] Written in Blood and berries mixed) Dah tik ub Krug’s descendents am here, for an inferi ztompz at our door demanding our Rexdom. Skorkonz wordz am tainted wib malice, falzehoodz, and corruption. Diz two-faced entity, masquerading az a Wargoff ub Krug, haz nub right tu conzpire tu murder our Rex undur dah falze pretenze ub zavin dah Horde. Dah document Skorkon zent out zhuld bi consigned tu dah flamez, zymbolizing dah true nature ub diz creature. Dah urukim hab alwayz been at dah forefront ub our defenze against dah inferi who onze threatened our realm. Dah heroic anceztorz ub orcizh descent gave der livez tu protect uz from dah inferi scourge. Dah urukim exist tu carry out krugz will, which am tu zhield dah descendentz ub diz realm from dah likez ub Skorkon. Dah lazt Uruk who zucceumbed tu dah inferi, much like Skornon, betrayed hiz clan, Ram. He attempted tu murdur hiz grizh bruddah an rejected the zpiritz an traditionz daht are dah anchor ub our culture. Hiz true zelf, personality, and ezzence were lost. Skorkon and dah defiled Uruk, Turge’Ram, walked ah zimilar path, drivun by greed and ah dezire for powur, but at wub cost? Their actionz led tu corruption, zevered their zpiritual connectionz, and resulted in dah death ub der egoz. They became ah threat tu dah very zpiritz they once revered and to that ub dah Horde. Skorkon zpeakz ub dividing powur and fracturing our clanz, dizguizing it az ah favor tu our anceztorz, but in truth, hiz intention am tu weaken uz. Hiz liez wont deceive dah discerning earz ub an azhen uruk within dah city ub hornz, where our anceztorz watch ovur uz. Wi cannub accept Skorkonz challenge for Rex, az urukim, ib wuld make uz all dizhonurabul in Krug’z eyez. Skorkon, ah practionur ub dark mojo, am a mere shadow ub hiz former zelf, ib dat. Deception may make him appear az azh ub uz, but a cloze examination ub hiz character an idealz reveals ah being whu am far from an uruk. Mi demand dah removal ub Skorkon’z titlez wibin dah horde and a banizhment frum our landz for dah honur ub Krug and for our dutiez az urukim will ib. Allowin him tu remain wibin our landz am ah betrayal ub our duty az protecturz againzt buurzhom an servantz ub dah zpiritz. Skorkonz fate will bi met at dah handz ub dah mozt honurabul amogzt dah urukim, an dey zhall be rewarded by both mi an dah zpiritz. Mi call upon dah Dominuz, Targoth, an Motzham, tu put an end tu diz dizplay ub dizhonur. Signed, Kukaal Maukurz’Akaal Ancestor of Zurge’Ram

An ashen Akaal of Ram descent stumbled through the Goi. News of an Akaal being slain found his table as he awoke from a deep slumber after the mess of a failure the Bronze Band had yesterday against the Azdrazi. His head still pounding from the nonsense that interfered with his Clan Meeting. He read the notice from the Rex, stating what Atemu-Ta had done, his face grew dark instantly, his eyes bloodshot. He roared himself out of bed, anger filling his veins "AZH UB MINE HAB BEEN ZLAIN? WHU?" the skeletal uruk shouted, a sadness in his voice, spit and blood flying from his maw as he yelled in pain, from within. The ashen orc marched to the center of the goi and questioned the Rex for more details, to which he got. "Dey will gruk whi dah realm feared dah anceztorz ub Ram." Maukurz roared out to the goi

Challenge for Kukaal [!] A flier with a message written on it. The ink appears to be blood. The Honorable Rex has led the Horde into a new age of light. One that will thrive for years to come. The Horde grows because of Rex Kybal’Akaals commitment and drive. During this time, the Rex has had to focus on global politics, instead of Akaal. He is not to blame for the stagnancy that is occurring within the clan. The work that comes with being Rex far outweighs the work of a Kukaal. A weight must be lifted off the Rex’s shoulders. A weight that should not be there to begin with. A weight that should have been passed on to the next Grizh of Ram when Kybal took power over the Horde. That being said, I, Maukûrz’Akaal, challenge Kybal’Akaal, for their position within the clan. That being Kukaal. A klomp with Leyd as our witness will show if I am meant to ascend. Leyd decides my fate as he always has. No matter the outcome, the Grizh of Ram will help guide Akaal, while the Rex guides the Horde. With Respect, Maukûrz’Akaal

Can we dethrone freygoth while we're at it?

Krothuul is disgusted from the spirit realm

The Last Ramgoth (Targoth of 3 Rexes, Ramgoth, Kukaal, Servant of Leyd, Witch Doctor, Haruspex) Krothuul The Rotten, Son of Gadhaal the Black, Grandson of Ram, has fallen. Cut down by bandits of the Mudd family, Krothuul's final words, muttered out and barely audible were - "Afâr’Ilzgûl, Lûp’Ilzgûl, Mor-aarshu Mor-aarûrz." (It's been fun playing this character for the last 4-5 years. Thank you for all the fun roleplay to those who knew the character!)

Kukaal Krothuul'Akaal approves this message

Krothuul'Akaal, Targoth of Three Rex's, including Skaatchnak, drew his aurum warhammer and slung it into the air only for it to smash onto the wooden floor before him. His white Akaal armor splattered in the blood of his buurz victims. The orc roared out in anger, calling for an answer to how Skaatchnak fell. Upon hearing the news, the giant orc broke down, roaring out for war and redemption. Realizing the only Elder orc he could speak to for knowledge and wisdom had fallen, he felt defeated. With help and wise words from the Grizh Rex Ar-Borok, Krothuul saw reason. "Dah grizh will flow"