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Pyroclastic · 02-23-2004, 01:05 PM

Orcs skittered out of the way as Uzgash stormed down the cavern corridor. That stupid Turgrog, the only good thing about him was his impending death. The day had started out badly when Grog the Troll had hit Uzgash in the head with a rock he had thrown. If it hadn’t been for Uzgash’s helmet…Thoughts of his helmet threw Uzgash into memories of his life before Moria. Back then he had been captain, no questions asked. They raided when he said so, and that was often. No planning, no politics, no other captains to upset his plans. Now here was Turgrog, thinking he was king of Moria. Uzgash growled menacingly at a passing orc, but even the orc’s squeak of terror didn’t mend his mood. Suddenly he spied his adversary crossing the tunnel ahead. For once the stupid orc was without his troup of bodyguards. “Turgrog!” Uzgash shouted, “Cease with your slinking ways and face me like the warrior you pretend to be!”

Turgrog hissed as he lowered his pike towards Uzgash. Uzgash laughed. “Don’t bother with fighting me, you’ll only die. You’re a pitiful excuse for a captain. Bribes and lies, that’s how you earned your rank!” He laughed even harder at Turgrog’s look of rage. In a sudden fit of inspiration, he further taunted Turgrog;
“Little Turgrog Dancer,
How Is He Captain, What Is The Answer?
He Bought An Army, And Sold His Soul,
The Captain Of The West Gate
Is A Sightless Mole!”

Turgrog stood there, glaring at Uzgash, deciding what to do. Uzgash was pleased, he was so smart, no wonder he was the greatest captain in Moria.

“Well Uzgash, we now have the truth,” Turgrog said at last, “You’re no orc, you’re a stinking, rhyming Elf! How did you get to be captain, eh? You put your enemies to sleep with your poetry? Or were they flopped on the ground in laughter?”

Uzgash didn’t even blink. He walked up to Turgrog and Wksquack! He brained him upside the head with the side of his double headed axe. Turgrog slumped to the floor, not dead but certainly knocked out. “Watch your step, little Grog, your doom approaches.” Uzgash continued on his way, in a considerably better mood.

02-23-2004, 01:05 PM	#11
Pyroclastic Haunting Spirit Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Mordor University, Wisconsin Campus Posts: 83	Uzgash Orcs skittered out of the way as Uzgash stormed down the cavern corridor. That stupid Turgrog, the only good thing about him was his impending death. The day had started out badly when Grog the Troll had hit Uzgash in the head with a rock he had thrown. If it hadn’t been for Uzgash’s helmet…Thoughts of his helmet threw Uzgash into memories of his life before Moria. Back then he had been captain, no questions asked. They raided when he said so, and that was often. No planning, no politics, no other captains to upset his plans. Now here was Turgrog, thinking he was king of Moria. Uzgash growled menacingly at a passing orc, but even the orc’s squeak of terror didn’t mend his mood. Suddenly he spied his adversary crossing the tunnel ahead. For once the stupid orc was without his troup of bodyguards. “Turgrog!” Uzgash shouted, “Cease with your slinking ways and face me like the warrior you pretend to be!” Turgrog hissed as he lowered his pike towards Uzgash. Uzgash laughed. “Don’t bother with fighting me, you’ll only die. You’re a pitiful excuse for a captain. Bribes and lies, that’s how you earned your rank!” He laughed even harder at Turgrog’s look of rage. In a sudden fit of inspiration, he further taunted Turgrog; “Little Turgrog Dancer, How Is He Captain, What Is The Answer? He Bought An Army, And Sold His Soul, The Captain Of The West Gate Is A Sightless Mole!” Turgrog stood there, glaring at Uzgash, deciding what to do. Uzgash was pleased, he was so smart, no wonder he was the greatest captain in Moria. “Well Uzgash, we now have the truth,” Turgrog said at last, “You’re no orc, you’re a stinking, rhyming Elf! How did you get to be captain, eh? You put your enemies to sleep with your poetry? Or were they flopped on the ground in laughter?” Uzgash didn’t even blink. He walked up to Turgrog and Wksquack! He brained him upside the head with the side of his double headed axe. Turgrog slumped to the floor, not dead but certainly knocked out. “Watch your step, little Grog, your doom approaches.” Uzgash continued on his way, in a considerably better mood. Last edited by Pyroclastic; 02-23-2004 at 01:26 PM.