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General Announcements and Notes

Started by Sadok, August 15, 2014, 10:44:01 PM

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Rhonya

*A note is pinned to the board, written in a small, but neat handwriting.*

To all the orcs,

I want every orc to wear their tabard while we remain in the Barrens. No exceptions. We've gotten word that the Irontusk pissed off some night elves, the elves have declared war on them, but they're no longer in the Barrens. Already one orc was killed just outside of the camp, and the corpse was left shred to bits with a note.
Wear our own tribe colors, so it's clear we're not from the Irontusk Vanguard.
I'll allow this for newbloods as well, for as long as we're in the Barrens. Better be safe than sorry.

Signed,
Rhonya Steelheart
"For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack."

Vanara

#31
*A note is pinned to the board*

As of today the tower in the Crossroads is off limits fer every orc, unless you go there accompanied by a Gul'thauk. No exceptions to it.
We are holding a very powerful warlock there for the time being, for information gathering.
A Gul'thauk will be guarding the tower at all times for the tribes safety.

Signed,

Alpha Gul'thauk Ashveil

Magra Emberheart

*An ash stained parchment is pinned to the board. The writing is very scratchy and shaky*

Rhonya, Srelok, find me swiftly. IMPORTANT Please

- Emberheart

*The word is underlined many times, clearly it's been done in a rush*.

_

Srelok

*A small notice is pinned to one side in a flowing handwriting*

Emberheart, I require a word. Urgent. You know where to find me.

Thur'ruk Grimtide.

"If you could pour pain into a mold of an orc and then cut off its foot to piss it off, you’d get Srelok." Gulrok Ragehowl

Rhonya

*A neatly written note is pinned to the board*

A warning for all Orcs.

I would like for all of you to keep an eye on the Forsaken of the Hand of Agony named Dailor Silvershade. For some reason he's traveled ahead of his group. A few weeks ago he shredded an orc soul to pieces without our knowledge and tried to take a piece with him. We managed to intercept this and he has been punished accordingly by the Hand. Still, under no circumstances let him meddle with your mind or anything else magical on your person without permission from an Elder. He is dangerous, even though he is here to learn about our customs. So you're all warned.

Signed, Rhonya Steelheart
"For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack."

Rashka

#35
*Crude scribbles with coal fill the slightly rugged piece of parchment that's pinned onto the notice board.*

I have had a vision, - Believe it or not. A spirit, unable of telling lies, showed me a mirrior in the spirit realm. - It showed two airships, a darkening sky, and dark green smoke crashing into them, making them collapse into a dark sea. She advises us to get our cubs, and keep them close to us. She said the cities will be wilder than wild. I reminded her we always are near war - But apparently that's safer than anything else. Do as you wish - But I for one will do as the spirit said. Now you are warned.

- Signed Rashka Facebreaker
Rashka Facebreaker - Battlesworn of the Nag'Ogar

Nosh'marak

*Scribblings in an almost unreadable handwriting*
I want all Orcs to stay away from the abandoned Kor'kron camp by the Sludge Fens. Strange things are happening there, and I don't want Orcs to get hurt. I'll set out with a party sometime the coming weeks to deal with the threat.
-Signed Nosh'marak
"Dogs obey and whimper, wolves carve their own path with a roar! Let the Alliance hear your cries for battle! Rrosh'ka Valokh! For the Blood!"

Grogok

*A hastely written note is pinned on the board*

Yesterday we lost a good orc to the Legion, when Sadok sharptongue gave his life to protect his pups. As such today we will NOT be having a brawling tournament as we had expected, instead we are gonna take revenge For sadok, not far from our camp there have been reports of legion worshippers, this will not be tolerated.

Drakada

*A somewhat sharply written note accompanied with a night watch router is pined to the base of the tower.*

During our stay here in the foreign Tauren lands we are to ensure them that we can pull our weight and are not here to leach off of their lands and hospitality.

Each night beyond the hour of 23:00 the designated Trio are requested to maintain watch in the tower to ensure that the tribe is forewarned of any danger that may befall them in the night. Conversation and revelry is encourage to keep oneself awake but remember to remain sharp

*A rough but understandable router has been designated here. Separating three hour intervals from 23:00 to 08:00 with three names being assigned to the corresponding time slot of their watch*

Furthermore, should anything not immediately a cause of danger but a need for concern arise during the night those who witness the event should post, in detail, what transpired either here or verbally to someone of more authority.

*A sizable space has been allocated for the pinning of papers that outline events of concern*

Let us show these Tauren that we can be a worthy ally to have around.

-Drakada
Signature

Broshgar

*A letter that would have been written in Orcish language.*

"To the leader of the Red Blade Clan. My name is Broshgar Bloodhammer of the Warsong Clan and I request humbly an audience with you.
Since I couldn't find nor reach out to any of the Clan, I hereby put this letter in order for either you or any of your clan to find here in Razor Hill.
After a thorough deliberation and the moments I've met and talked to your clan members earlier before your departure, I intend to offer you my pledge, if you'll have me.
I was being told that you are on a voyage to a place called Northrend, which I have never heard of.
I shall pray to the Spirits for both of you and your clan's well being and that your journey will be eventful.

Strength and Honor,
-Broshgar Bloodhammer
"

*Along is a drawn sigil of the Warsong Clan's mark and beside it is a hammer painted in red that seemed to be dripping, apparently his own mark.*