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“Lok Leyd! Hont lâttuk aldatuk; grish lattuk asgarakh u lât ner! Lok Leyd! Hont dhurburz lattuk egek taka azugh lât ishûr! Lok Leyd! Lok Leyd! Udirk lâttuk zultûr agh largrûz lattok nik ukh darg!” A Yeller of the Raguks chanting to Leyd, wishing for strength and perseverance to the Clan. Standing, sweating from the ashlands of the volcanoes, a towering red-skinned figure looked towards the walls of the Uzg. He hadn't been gone long, and after hearing of his brother's misbehaviors and misadventures, as well as the perils that Clan Raguk found itself on, the Uruk decided it was nigh time for unity. With hammer in hand, hat in his head and determination in his stride, as well as carrying the name of one of the mightiest ancestors of Raguk history, Leydluk'Raguk II marched towards San'Velku, ready to reunite his people. Before the pond, he brought a stool up before him, and he cried out to the city; "Lok, râgriipuk! Lok, kranklûk ob Raguk! Kranklûk ob Leyd, Gentharuz agh Gazigash! Kranklûk ob Kharak, Gijaak agh Hazurk! Lok, agh khlaar îzk düdlaakizh! Lattuk muzt unite! Lattuk muzt provok gûg dah Ilzgûl zodat lattuk am dhurburz! Provok lattuk dhurburz! Provok dah Orkz that RAGUKZ am ztill powerful! Lok! Lok! Lok! Heed mi düdlaakish! Heed it, agh reunite! Rally! Reform! Ang gund griizh! Lok Leyd! Lok Gazigazh! Lok Gentharuz! Egek lattuk dhurburz!" Cheered by a few present redskins, the Hat-Wearing Uruk distributed heabutts in greetings to the brothers around, with further invitations sent out to Raguks across Almaris to make their way back to the Horde, not simply due to reuniting; but for Duty, Honor and the Spirits.
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