Orcs of the Red Blade

Discussion => Event Planning => Topic started by: Kozgugore on March 21, 2009, 01:21:16 AM

Title: War Training (25/3)
Post by: Kozgugore on March 21, 2009, 01:21:16 AM
With the latest warmongering about, it be high time for some proper training again, orcs! It has been a while since we have last seen a proper war training about, and I see plenty more New Blood joined us ever since, so be prepared for a nice and proper set of exercises again, orcs!

We will be gathering at the eighth horn on the 25th day of the month. As always, we be gathering in the middle of Razor Hill, where we be setting out as soon as all of the orcs have arrived. Bring any of your fancy battle gear you deem proper, and sharper up your weapons! This be no training with fake enemies or improvised battles! We go straight for the real and important deal!

Chieftain Kozgugore Feraleye



(( Doesn't really matter whether it's RP or PvP gear you're wearing, just try to look all fancy and orcy-like!

Wednesday, 25 March, 20:00
Razor Hill, Durotar
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Title: Re: War Training (25/3)
Post by: Claws on March 21, 2009, 03:36:18 AM
Quote from: Kozgugore on March 21, 2009, 01:21:16 AM

(( Doesn't really matter whether it's RP or PvP gear you're wearing, just try to look all fancy and orcy-like!


((Does that mean Morg is going to wear her best Dress)) ;)
Title: Re: War Training (25/3)
Post by: Morgeth on March 21, 2009, 11:58:14 AM
((D: Ohmy! I have so many dresses to chose from! I think I'll use Gnash to model them for me))
Title: Re: War Training (25/3)
Post by: Gruulg on March 21, 2009, 02:06:05 PM
Rrosh'tul Steelbrow throws his shield with both hands in the red durotar earth.The end of crushing the arid surface while its mass and orc strength buries it a full quarter.He roars as he unsheats his sword pointing it towards the skies of the durotar plains.The sword tip turns from the skies to the red earth as the orcs turns his wrist and the blade gets trusted into the ground.

''Lok'tar ork'z!!!''Gruulg salutes the orcs of the red blade with honour.Steelbrow grabs one of his horns of his helmet with his hand throwing it before his feet.He steps over the the helmet and gets rid of his weary shoulder pauldrons letting them drop to the orcs left and right''Tha' betta' fo' Gruulg runnin'z!''Rrosh'tul Steelbrow roars again followed by a grin''Oi oi where dem ork'z be?''The orc looks around and waits while the sun goes under in Durotar