Blightfury Ruk'Nogu

[Nazkhur]

((As some of you might already have heard my time in game is not easy to get due to being kept busy with real life. This means my chance to go to Red Blade events is limited. However now we are gaining lvl 80 characters who once again have little to do I'm starting a small project to keep some random RP going. Behold the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu.))

*Around Orcish outposts are pasted a few wanted posters. The newest looking of these reads:*

Wanted Alive if Possible.

Krugax Blightfury.

Known to be the Ruk'Ogar of the renegade band known as the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu and believed to have been stirring up trouble among the peons. Wanted to be captured alive for questioning.

*Under neither this is a crude drawing of an aged Orc male with white hair in a top knot style.*

((To add to the Orcish words we have, I've now added Ruk'Nogu which refers to an Orc of no clan but loyal to past Chieftain and possible seeking revenge for their downfall. Much like to ronin in japanese culture. The Ruk'Ogar commands these Ruk'Nogu and stays in contact with them as they go into hiding among the masses of other Orcs loyal to the Warchief, until they are prepared to take their revenge.))

[Claws]

Claws takes a long look at the picture and reads the words over and over
to make sure she was getting there meaning right.

"Does this mean that the Lord Thrall is in danger or does it mean the Blades".

Claws stops and reads the words once again.

"Only had one past Chieftain of the Tribe Red Blades hope this not refer to him".
Claws thinks to her self.
"But he stepped away, before he was disposed of and if this so called follower
is here to stir up trouble with in the tribe."

Claws walks away lost in memories of past conflicts with the old Chieftain and his lackey's
that near brought a end to the Tribe.
"No this will not happen again by my blood and oath I swear this".

[Nazkhur]

*A wolf rider rides up to Nazkhur and tosses a missive at her. Catching it in one hand she looks up at the rider, "By Order of the Warchief." he states before turning his wolf away and riding into the distance. Breaking the seal on the missive the Death Knight opens it up and reads the orders.*

"By Order of Warchief Thrall the Tribe of the Orcs of the Red Blade are commanded to attempt to capture Ruk'Ogar Krugax Blightfury and gain any information he has by any means they should choose. Last sighted in the land of Durotar."

*Nazkhur turns back to her fire and tosses the missive at the Orc sitting there.*

[Karak Stormsong]

Karloke looks at the wanted posters, and finds a missive involving a red blades again. Strange how they keep coming up, but if it's an excuse to annoy them, then so be it!

Meanwhile, Karak just IS

[Nazkhur]

*A Wolf rider brings the Tribe a report on the movement of the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu.*

Krugax Blightfury has been slain and head presented to the Warchief. The Orc was believed to have been plotting the death of Garrosh Hellscream to settle a matter of honour with his father.

The remaining Blightfury Ruk'Nogu have become cowards and fled into hiding. However two leading figures have been sighted. Moashu, a Tauren with ties to the Grimtotem Clan, currently acting as a messenger between Magatha and the Ruk'Nogu. Possible that Moashu has become a leading member as reports show she has taken the name Blightfury herself. Other figure is that of Krogall the Bleak, a half orge warlock once of the Burning Skull Clan. His dark arts are seen as a direct threat to both the Warchief and Hellscream.

Further information about the past of the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu has been found. Dunmok, Chieftain of the Burning Skull Clan was ordered by Ner'zhul to end his own life or have his clan destroyed after he called Grommash Hellscream a wreckless trouble making whelp.
The Clan has remained loyal to the Horde since its creation and after Dunmok's death his son Mor'dal took command of them and led them during the founding of the new Horde and the Third War. Stationed in Ashenvale with a small cavern of Tauren they faced a direct attack by the Warsong Clan after drinking the Blood of Mannoroth again. Their encampment was overrun quickly and Mor'dal slain along with many Orcs and Tauren. The survivors followed the lead of the Clans Blademaster, Krugax. He had been badly wounded in the fighting, having his hands crushed when protecting a young Tauren female.

After this Krugax demanded that Grommash Hellscream be executed, but his demands were refused and when Hellscream died fighting Mannoroth the Warchief believed that the trouble would end and for many years the remains of the clan stayed loyal warriors within the Horde, but over time they broke away and found their own way in life. Krugax and the Tauren who he had saved moved to Lordaeron to command the scourge until the re-opening of the Dark Portal. When the Mag'har was found and Garrosh along with them the chance to settle the score with the son came to mind.

It was now the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu was founded and their black and white pattern cloth was seen around the arm of a small handful of Orcs within the Horde. When Garrosh was picked to command the Horde forces in Northrend this was seen as a great insult and Krugax began to plot the death of Garrosh. It is believed that he was supported in this by this two trusted advisors, Moashu and Krogall.

The Warchief would like this two founded and questioned about the Blightfury Ruk'Nogu before an uprising happens. They are believed to have set up their base at the mine on southern Thorn Hill in the Barrens.

[Morgeth]

((Where do you get the inspiration for all this?! I'm impressed, as usual.))

[Nazkhur]

((Where do you get the inspiration for all this?! I'm impressed, as usual.))

((Real life history mixed with time on the WoWwiki, Warcraft 2 and 3, and WoW novels. Then bake for 40 minutes on gas mark 5 and leave to cool. Got to remember to put my alts on the Red Orc channel so you can find me easier.))

[Claws]

Real life history mixed with time on the WoWwiki, Warcraft 2 and 3, and WoW novels. Then bake for 40 minutes on gas mark 5 and leave to cool.

Bah that were I go wrong I use gas mark 9 for 30 minutes.
Great stuff again.

[Nazkhur]

It had been many months since Nazkhur had visited the Barrens but in truth she hadn't missed dusty plains of this land, nor the insects that took a great interest in her slightly dead flesh. Approaching the mine at Thorn Hill she remembered that she had a task to do and in doing so might stop something far worth from happening.

The mine was and many others she had seen, small and packed with busy peons. No doubt her target lay deep within and her presence seemed to make the peons work faster rather than run in fear. At one of the deepest parts of the mine she found who she was after, an aged Half Ogre, Half Orc sat under a small shelter to stop water dripping from the damp ceiling onto his head. As she stepped closer he looked up at the Death Knight, "What you doin' 'ere?" he questioned with a rough Ogre-ish voice. 

"Ye can drop tha act Krogall. I know 'bout yer games." Nazkhur stated bluntly. Krogall smiled a toothless grin and stood up with some effort. "I wondered when one of yer kind would appear. Ye don't look old enough to know me." Staying as emotionless as ever the Orc thought for the moment and stared coldly at Krogall. "It matters little how I know ye. Me is here to ask ye bout the Ruk'Nogu."

The warlock let out a hearty laugh then stopped suddenly "So ye have come to kill me?" The idea of that did seem the better choice for Nazkhur but she knew she had a task to do and that wasn't just to be a senseless slaughter. "No, I come to find out what ye are up to." Krogall lowered himself back to the ground and looked up at the Orc, "We are up to nothin'. We work this mine for the Horde." "And Hellscream?" she questioned. "Hah! Hellscream is not my problem to deal with, but is something I can solve." he replied with a glint in his eye.

"Solve? How?" The Death Knight wondered for the moment if she was walking into a game made by those in power and of which she was a mere pawn.
"The Blightfury Ruk'Nogu is divided since the murder of Krugax. Those who seek to aid the Horde and forget this blood revenge stay loyal to me, those who don't rally behind a young Tauren called Moashu. She was Krugax's apprentice and has even taken his name. However she is still not an Orc and can't command all as a Ruk'Ogra." Krogall informed her, his eyes seem to have a cunning edge to them. "What do ye plan?" This question caught the full interest of the Half Ogre
"Plan? Lets say there is a choice for the Warchief. He can either let the Ruk'Nogu take their revenge and slay Hellscream, thus turning the command in Northrend into chaos or he can order us to take our lives, but in doin' so risked an uprisin' from those in the Horde who hold honour above all things. After all this is a matter of honour."

The Death Knight snarled slightly "These choices will never be accepted." This met with a nod from Krogall, "There is however another way. Slay Moashu, with her dead I can get the others under my command and even reform the Burning Skull Clan for the glory of the Horde." the Half Ogre struggled to his feet again and took a few paces towards Nazkhur. "The choice is the Warchief's, but I tell ye this. Moashu has already spoken out against Hellscream at Thunderbluff. I would speak with your Mistrunner or Death Knight allies about that." With nothing more to add Nazkhur turned her back to Krogall and stormed out of the mine. As soon as she had gone Krogall turned and looked to wear he had been sitting as a large cat appeared from the shadows before taking Tauren form.

"You believe they will turn their attention to me know?" Moashu questioned. "We shall see. Either way all is goin' to plan. This Warchief is easy to use and will never order us to end our own lives." Krogall replied before returning to his shelter.

[Nazkhur]

A scroll is handed to the Warchief as he sits within Grommash Hold. The young Orc ruler's eyes running over the words scribbled down on the peice of parchment before letting it fall from his hand. "That Half-Ogre dares to challenge my wisdom with his scheming." he mumbled in a gruff tone. Looking up towards one of his Kor'kron guards, "Let the Horde know, the Tauren called Moashu is to be captured alive. A bounty of one hundred gold for her taking is offered." The guard turns and salutes "Yes, Warchief." Before turning and leaving Grommash Hold and bringing the news to a waiting Warcaller.

((This topic has now spread to the realm forum as well - http://forums.wow-europe.com/thread.html?topicId=8610901010&sid=1 ))