DELIBERATION OF AN URUK
GAKAARÛG, THE CLANLESS URUK.
Late, on a swellingly heated day in San’Azgak, a simple man, not too different from any of the other Uruk-kin who frequented the square, approached the sturdy box in the center of the grassy square. Many a time, REX SKALP’RAGUK THE UNITER had given speeches and had told of directives and orders that were for the strong kin of KRUG from this crate.
GAKAARÛG, the Uruk in question, brought forth with him a goblin scribe, for he, himself, was unable to read nor write. He talked quietly with the goblin, telling him to write what he was to say. Many Uruks, Goblins, and hungry Ologs looked to GAKAARÛG. Not a person has made an announcement since the departure of SKALP’RAGUK.
GAKAARÛG spoke with a booming and authoritative voice. “ALL URUKS. Listen as I speak.
“The REX is gone. He has departed from San’Azgak and from Krugmar; not an Uruk, not an Olog, not even a Gobo, knows when he will return. Only the REX himself will tell in time. Until then, we have resorted to a council of Uruks, to represent the people of Krugmar. We have become elves. We are resorting to government used by the weak— the same government used by those who have harbored dark mages and whitewashed people in the past. Krugmar has endured many hardships and many Rexes. All Rexes have a commonality in them. They have might. They have strength. They have the wisdom to lead. All of this is proven through the rite of combat and challenge. We have, since the days of Krug, placed the most powerful of our kin at the top and have removed the weak. It is time for the weak to be gone and the strong to live on. SKALP’RAGUK was a strong leader— a strong Rex, but he is gone.
“URUKS, do not stand idle and let our people be driven to a dark era where we are lead by the many. In many, we are weak. In the one, may strength prevail. URUKS, bring me. . . No. Bring us a Rex. Bring us the strong, and bring us one Uruk who has the strength of the spirits behind him.
“With this, I ask for the intervention of LEYD, of JEVEX, and of KEZT. Through their merit, we will have a Rex who will bring order through his bravery and strength.
”A Rex must lead.” The Warboss said his last sentence slowly, annunciating each word carefully.
GAKAARÛG stepped off the crate and grunted. He turned and left the square, content with his speech and went off to train. It was only right for him to prepare. His words alone could very well bring about many klomps.
The notice was translated for all to read by an unnamed goblin scribe and the translation was paid for by GAKAARÛG, Warboss of the Krughai. A notice in the Blah as well as in simpler text was also released for the slow at thought and the Uruk who hated the Common tongue.