Author:	Gurukk  -
Date/Time:	1/10/2003 11:50:53 PM
Subject:	An Orkish Awakening. Humiez BEWARE!!!
The arguing in Paxlair grew louder and more hostile day by day. Everytime a moment of peace was found, it was immediately disturbed with ever increasing violence and hostility, even within the individual groups. This day was no different than any other. Paxlairs citizens were scattered throughout the town, conducting business, and arguing the futile matters at hand. "How can we allow thieves and murderers to roam freely among our children?!?" "What about the foundations of neutrality that Paxlair was founded on?!?" Suddenly the air was filled with an ear piercing series of growls and screams, the likes of which had never been heard by human ears. All stopped in their tracks and were silent with fear. What was this horrifying noise that deafened the feuding everyone had grown all too used to? As the past has shown, human curiosity can be an overwhelming trait, and all were drawn to the source of this bloodcurdling scream, the Ork Hut. Outside was Gurukk, screaming and growling at the top of his lungs while destroying everything in the immediate vicinity with his axe. Quickly, a large crowd gathered around the enraged Ork, everyone too afraid to approach him and see what this tirade was about, but too curious to stay away. "Tuupid humiez!!! Tuupid nubhosh luuzurz!!! Latz gruk dat latz kin gid ewey wid poyzuneeng da orkiez entuu dumeztikashuun? Wul latz gruk rung! NUB MUR!!!!" Suddenly a couple of chuckles were heard throughout the crowd, which grew into smiles and laughter. "Awww, look at the cute little ork." "He's trying to show us how 'ebil' he is." Gurukk stopped in his tracks, looked around at all of the smiling and laughing humans and responded: "Latz gruk dat Orkiez ib kuut agh prendlee?" Gurukk grabbed the closest human by his hair and lifted him off the ground. Suddenly the laughter fell into silence. "Krub dis fur kuut?!?" With one clean swipe of his axe, Gurukk took the humans head clean off and threw it into a nearby cauldron of boiling stew. He then proceeded to chop the rest of the corpse up and add it to the pot. Suddenly, a small child and her mother came running from somewhere in the crowd, tears streaming down their faces, screaming for the loss of their beloved one. They began collecting a few of the bloody articles of clothing that were shredded and strewn about the ground. The woman looked up at Gurukk in disgust. "You vile piece of orcish trash! How could you? He never hurt anybody" Gurukk furiously replied: "Shaddup lat rug wurdlezz dunghed!" With another swift swing of his axe, Gurukk split the woman in two. He then tore her limbs off with his bare hands and threw them into the boiling pot, followed by the rest of her corpse. The young daughter of the recently deceased sat nearby on the ground crying hysterically. "MOMMY!!! DADDY!!!" Gurukk couldn't stand the sound of it. He picked the girl up with his left hand, looked her straight in the eyes, and snarled with disgust. Someone from the crowd stepped forward frantically and yelled "STOP!!!" Gurukk turned his head and let out a deep and purely evil growl. The human stepped back in fear, face white as a ghost. "Nubash blah tuu Orkiez bud wud demz duu!" Gurukk then took the screaming child and stuffed her whole body into the boiling cauldron. He held her completely submerged in the vile stew until her body became lifeless. He tossed his axe onto the ground nearby and began to stir the stew. The axe landed at the feet of several nearby observers. One of the stronger men in the crowd tried to pick up the large axe, but despite his best efforts, it was too heavy. Gurukk casually sipped the stew. "Dat guud stuu!" The entire crowd was frozen with fear and disbelief. It appeared as though a very talented tailor had bleached the entire populations skin pure white. After a few moments Gurukk picked up his axe and began surveying the frightened humans. "Kag ogh latz wul lurn frum dis! Ad ogh ryd nuw latz weyz wul nub lungur poyzun da Ork! Humiez ib nubhosh, Orkiez ib bubhosh! Dis uzg ib kurruptd wid kag latz pushdug tyngz agh weyz! Dis ere ib da Ork Fort. Dis nub purd ogh Paxuzg, dis ib purd ogh Urkuzg!. Suun latz wul lurn dat dis kag Urkuzg! Nub humie ib prendz wid Ork, nub furrie ib prendz wid Ork! Nubash ib prendz wid Ork bud da Orkiez! Ib latz peep Orkiez, latz beddur prugh tribude tuu blukh, ur latz beddur brob redee tuu gid clompid!!!" Still, everyone was frozen and pale with fear. Nobody quite sure what to do in response to the horrors they had all just witnessed. Gurukk walked back over to the cauldron, dipped his blood drenched finger in it, and licked it clean. He then looked back at the crowd. "LATZ LEEB NUW UR GURUKK RAGUB KAG OGH LATZ!!!" Everyone swiftly turned and ran for their lives. Gurukk sat in peace eating his freshly cooked human stew. His thoughts completely focused on cleansing the other orks of these poisonous human ways of life, and punishing all the humans for there treachery. -- Gurukk, Karn Warbozz ogh da Kaar Barashalu