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Encaitare · 10-07-2005, 05:45 PM

Glûtkask stepped forth haughtily, sizing up the Easterling and his armed guards. "And what authority do you have to threaten any one of us?"

Ulrung ignored the question. "We found these two about to desert."

Kharn hissed in what might have been twisted delight. "Those rats have been making trouble ever since we set out."

"I was surprised to see that their superiors were not keeping a closer watch."

Who did this Man think he was? Glûtkask had never allowed himself to be pushed around, and he certainly wasn't going to begin now.

"Listen well, Easterling," he said, coming closer to bear down upon the man. "This is my regiment, and you have no authority here. I've seen you going about with your nose in the air like you think you're better than us. Is that what you think, Wainrider?"

"I am here to organize the orkish regiments in accordance with my Master Angoroth's orders. We must make negotiations, Orc. Do not bring my Master's wrath upon yourself."

"Negotiations?" The captain laughed shortly. "A fine time to start talking about negotiations, after you barge into my camp and threaten the lives of my men. Tell your Master that if he has something to say he can damn well come and say it himself, not send some fool and his lugs to do it for him."

"A fool? Angoroth's orders come from Sauron, your master. You would be a fool if you did not heed them."

Glûtkask considered his words. He did not want to have to deal with this arrogant Easterling, but orders from the Dark Lord himself were best obeyed.

"Turn them over to me," he ordered, gesturing at the bound pair. Ulrung did not move. "They're mine, and mine to deal with."

"Permission to question them, captain," Kharn requested, remembering how the bigger one had attacked him.

"Do as you will, lieutenant."

"Come on, deserting vermin," Kharn growled at the two, tugging the rope so they followed him towards his tent. "You've got a lot to explain, and let's make it nice and slow..."

"So, Easterling," Glûtkask said. "What are these negotiations you're so eager to make?"

10-07-2005, 05:45 PM	#11
Encaitare Bittersweet Symphony Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: On the jolly starship Enterprise Posts: 1,814	Glûtkask stepped forth haughtily, sizing up the Easterling and his armed guards. "And what authority do you have to threaten any one of us?" Ulrung ignored the question. "We found these two about to desert." Kharn hissed in what might have been twisted delight. "Those rats have been making trouble ever since we set out." "I was surprised to see that their superiors were not keeping a closer watch." Who did this Man think he was? Glûtkask had never allowed himself to be pushed around, and he certainly wasn't going to begin now. "Listen well, Easterling," he said, coming closer to bear down upon the man. "This is my regiment, and you have no authority here. I've seen you going about with your nose in the air like you think you're better than us. Is that what you think, Wainrider?" "I am here to organize the orkish regiments in accordance with my Master Angoroth's orders. We must make negotiations, Orc. Do not bring my Master's wrath upon yourself." "Negotiations?" The captain laughed shortly. "A fine time to start talking about negotiations, after you barge into my camp and threaten the lives of my men. Tell your Master that if he has something to say he can damn well come and say it himself, not send some fool and his lugs to do it for him." "A fool? Angoroth's orders come from Sauron, your master. You would be a fool if you did not heed them." Glûtkask considered his words. He did not want to have to deal with this arrogant Easterling, but orders from the Dark Lord himself were best obeyed. "Turn them over to me," he ordered, gesturing at the bound pair. Ulrung did not move. "They're mine, and mine to deal with." "Permission to question them, captain," Kharn requested, remembering how the bigger one had attacked him. "Do as you will, lieutenant." "Come on, deserting vermin," Kharn growled at the two, tugging the rope so they followed him towards his tent. "You've got a lot to explain, and let's make it nice and slow..." "So, Easterling," Glûtkask said. "What are these negotiations you're so eager to make?" Last edited by Encaitare; 10-09-2005 at 10:38 AM.