Return of the RAWKAT'H!

[Murrah]

He sat in silence by the campfire heavy hood covering his features, his massive frame towered over the other Orcs whom sat in silence with him, his jaws moved in silence Krunch, kranch, kronch, krunkch A old Orc looked up from his meditation and scowled slapping the Huge Orc with a cane. "Brother Rockeater, you were cured by the spirits of Earth and Fire, at-least show "some" respect towards and stop eating them!"

The Huge Orc grunted "Wu'z yu'z meen'z butz thuz?! Muh Hun'grz!" The Orc bellowed.
"Yes, yes I know you are "Hungry" but, you should eat -proper- food like rest of us, not pebbles and spirits know, boulders? We found you after Deathwing had wreck down that cave where you had crawled to "Die" without honor by carrying that dreadful necrotic infection. Show respect!"
Krunch, kranch, kronch, krunkch
"ROCKEATER are you listening to me?!" The old shaman bellowed
"Wu'z? M' hung'rz!"
The shaman sighed and smiled. "You Oaf."
"WUZ YE'Z SUEZ?!" The massive Orc bellowed
Whack The old Shaman went again.
"I said you are a Oaf! my dear pupil, for such a hardheaded Peon, you grasped the basics of Elements fast, and now you are a decent Shaman, if you expect a Shaman to beat down what ever tries to bother you, but you need to work out on the healing aspect also."
"He'lngz bez bur'un'zg"
Whack
"Stu'z zat!"
"When you learn to behave!"
The Big Orc grunted.

"Elder! Elder!" a young Orc ran into the small hut panting and scared.
"Yes my son what is it?" The old Orc stood up walking to the child.
"The Kor'Kron! They are coming, they said that they are to arrest you for aiding the rebelion" The old Orc sighed and shook his head. "I wish it would not come to this, I was only helping the children and women-folk."

Two moments later group of Five heavyclad Orcs walked into the Hut.
"Shaman Vurug Firepit, by the order of the Warchief Garrosh Hellscream! You are hereby ordered to be captured and executed from acts of treason!"

The old Shaman grunted and leaned to his staff his leathery fingers squeezing the staff.
"Son's I am just a Old shaman who was helping children and Females."

"We do not need your traitorous words! You helped the Trolls of Sen'jin and alliance! by orders of Garrosh! You will be flogged and hanged from the neck until your death!"
The Kor'Krons pulled their axes and grinned.

"Thaz noz bez Suz' SMURTZ!" a bellow roared from the back of the Hut as the massive Orc lumbered forward and hold two menacing looking axes.

The Kor'krons gaped for a moment and then roared. "Kill them! Kill all of them!" The Kor'Kron's charged roaring.

"BURGORG IMZ TH'EZ RAWKATA'H! FRU'MZ DEMZ TRUB'Z RUD BLUDZ! FURZ THRUMZ TRUUBH!" the massive Orc roared and charged at the Kor'krons his axes setting on fire and gusts of wind following his charge.

Kor'krons outside the hut grunted and laughed at the odd bellowing in the hut.
"Seems the boys are having fun there, poor sods."
The Kor'kron commander whom said those words was left gaping his mouth as five Orc's bursted through the Hut's wall with two Spirit Wolf's and a Massive Orc after them, roaring.

"FURZ THERZ TRUUUBZ!"
The camp was in a chaos as Orcs grabbed their weapons to defend their children and push the Kor'Kron away.

The massive Orc walked after a while back to the Hut, kneeling next to a Old orc who breathed weakly.
"You Oaf, you silly Oaf." he smiled coughing blood, as somebody of the Kor'kron managed to wound the old Orc. "Now listen to me Burgorg."
"Wuz?" The big Orc grunted and tried hard not to cry, but he failed at it.
"Return to your tribe, I am sure you are missed... You Oaf.." Burgorg looked at the old orc as the spirits took him and he started bawling like a big baby, but soon wiping his muddy face and putting a rock into his mouth, crunching down in anger.
"Demz K'roozon' gunna p'y'z" He silently gathered his belongings and walked out of the Hut, whispering to the Elements of fire to turn the hut to a Pyre..

The Rockeater was out to find his family.


OOC:
Guess who's back!

[Lars]

I've not lost my understanding of "rockeatah!" ... even if Muzjhath never did master that dialect the way Marogg did.

Someone hand this man an invite once he get's back in touch ICly! (If he does)

[Claws]

Ah no not that bloody Rockeater again no stone house safe now.
And there not many left.

Nice yarn Marogg

[Gruulg]

Blud agh ThundaZ!!! *ROAR* Yuu no take Gruulg RawkZ! *snort*

Hehehe nais tale Burgorg \o/

[csluyuan]

Ah no not that bloody Rockeater again no stone house safe now.






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