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  1. Bel’ra’Ruk, having been greeted by the new wave of Ram only hours ago, approved of their return. It was, of course, Gadhaal the Black’s wish to make Ram great again and, perhaps it is time for such hopes to become reality.
    @StokedOff

  2. Bel’ra’Ruk, while rather absent from the Goi in recent times, would likely agree with the statement made by sister Fiil’Yar if she had bore witness to it. She arches a brow, seriously questioning Korgahk’Gorkil’s claim to the Rexdom, especially without engaging in a klomp.

  3. Thank you for submitting your piece! We are currently going through all of the current lore submissions submitted and as there is a backlog it will take a bit longer than normal. Your piece is now under admin review, a verdict will be given within a month or whenever Telanir gets back. 

  4. A pale elf draped in sun bleached fabrics appears to be waiting for something within the crux of a warped oak tree, its gnarled branches dangling down all around her. Its bark is rough and thick, appearing quite weathered in nature after so many generations of growth. The hue of each individual leaf adorning this gnarled oak is a rich green, like that of finely-cut emeralds, all of which rustle about the Elf as a brief breeze caresses the canopy. The horizon ahead is painted only with the fine strokes of towering stalks, arches of hills, and the occasional cobbled tower - each caressing the distant skyline.. A small figure rises to the top of a distant hill, drawing closer and closer with each fleeting moment, until finally it came to a stop beneath the tree. The pale elf moved, reaching down to grip onto the coarse tree-bark, her descended the many branches of the tree.
    A twilight sky draped over the world, the shadow of the forest looming high above both Elf and new arrival. This new arrival, illuminated briefly by the faintest coruscations of light breaking through the canopy above, appears to be a scrawny Gobbo from the Heartland of the Rexdom; this message-bearer of sanguine tinted flesh and deep-golden eyes provides the Elf with a simple parchment before turning away and departing.

    At the last second, however, he stops. “Oh, agh.. Rip dem azundah!”spoke the Goblin, a wild grin coming to paint itself across the entirety of his countenance, continuing to remain even as he departed the forest. The Elf stood there, gaze tracing over the ink pressed against the length of the parchment.. And then, she was gone. In the distance, atop one of the arches painted out in the distant skyline, the pale elf can be seen returning Eastward, in the very same direction of San’Azgak.

  5. Hi, Ofrider, a pleasure to meet you! I hope you enjoy your stay here on LotC-- It can be a bit overwhelming the first couple weeks, but I promise you we have a handful of beautiful communities that are committed to making this a fun, enjoyable experience for everyone. 
    If you’d like to experience any Orc-Roleplay on here, the Krugmar community is very welcoming to any and all new orcs. 
    I hope to see you in roleplay soon enough, Ofrider. Stay groovy!

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