Bloodskull Clan

Ceigan Ibatha · Post by **Ceigan Ibatha** » Fri Aug 27, 2004 3:53 am

Dear Bloodskulls,
It has come to my attention that some unwanted trees have been planted by your border! I would be more than happy to remove the pests for a small fee! Beware of the Prancing Magenta Troll of Madness!

~Ceigan Ibatha~
Novice Chaos Priest
Master Tree Remover
Teacher of Tree Removing

Kruuba · Post by **Kruuba** » Sat Aug 28, 2004 8:27 am

Kruuba grunts as he comes to the wall.

Me see Grutok in town and me watch him slay troll. He do it quick too.

The message is signed in blood

KRUUBA

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Sat Aug 28, 2004 10:55 am

Ceigan, those new trees were planted under my supervision. They are welcomed there. Thank you, though.

Ceigan Ibatha · Post by **Ceigan Ibatha** » Sat Aug 28, 2004 6:58 pm

Oh, well, I thought they were unwanted! Contact me if you find any that are unwanted! Beware of the Prancing Magenta Troll of Madness!

~Ceigan Ibatha~
Novice Chaos Priest
Master Tree Remover
Teacher of Tree Removing

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Sun Aug 29, 2004 9:54 pm

As krubba say... me has bashed a trolls skull so me wants to knows is der any tang else me needs to do or is Grutok now a skull?

Grutok Corad

Gurik Elvenstar · Post by **Gurik Elvenstar** » Mon Aug 30, 2004 4:50 am

thirty insides

Gurik Elvenstar

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Tue Aug 31, 2004 10:15 pm

Me haves em... wub me does wifs ems?

Grutok Corad

Drolagas · Post by **Drolagas** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 12:06 am

me could use da insides...give thems to me

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 1:59 pm

is dis what me should dos wf em cause i knows dat yub are a skull but is yub dat high of a skull dat every ne will knows dat i really gave ems to yub?

Grutok Corad

Kaja Wolfagen · Post by **Kaja Wolfagen** » Wed Sep 01, 2004 7:11 pm

Give the insides to meself, Gurik or Grunith.

Kaja Wolfagen

veralion · Post by **veralion** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 12:54 am

If dis Grutok dat me spoke wif long time ago in Skull cave befores, den yous need much more dan insides to prove self to clan...
And yous will gives dem to mes.

Reds n' Silver skulls, me needs speeks wif yous soons...

Chief Veralion

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Thu Sep 02, 2004 3:17 am

Me tinks dat yub mixed me and another orc up cause me has never been in or even near da bloods cave me nub even knows wheres it is.

Grutok Corad

veralion · Post by **veralion** » Fri Sep 03, 2004 3:45 am

Well den...me might bes wrong. Me appologize.
Speaks wif Gurik or Kaja for clan acceptance...

Vera

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Fri Sep 03, 2004 2:09 pm

ok tink yub great chief, me wills not lets yub down

Grutok Corad

Kaja Wolfagen · Post by **Kaja Wolfagen** » Sun Sep 05, 2004 7:30 pm

Gurik, Krub

We must meet...

Kaja Wolfagen

Kruuba · Post by **Kruuba** » Sun Sep 05, 2004 7:51 pm

When want meet Kaja?

KRUUBA

Kaja Wolfagen · Post by **Kaja Wolfagen** » Sun Sep 05, 2004 7:53 pm

In following days i shall walk town in early night.

Kaja Wolfagen

Turonga Mudwater · Post by **Turonga Mudwater** » Mon Sep 06, 2004 12:03 am

the message is torn from the wall

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Fri Sep 10, 2004 3:08 am

Kaja, me has given yub da insides so can yub let all da skulls know so they knows dat me is finally a skull.

Grutok Corad

Kaja Wolfagen · Post by **Kaja Wolfagen** » Fri Sep 10, 2004 5:28 pm

I apologise for the delay in this writing Grutok.

Grutok has slain troll.
Grutok has provided insides to the skulls.
All who speak of Grutok speak of honour.

Grutok shall be respected as skull until his ceremony.

Skulls who be walking the island, leave message in cave. This occasion must be attended.

Kaja Wolfagen

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Sat Sep 11, 2004 4:08 am

wen is dis ceromony for Grutok goin to be so me can make sure that i can attend?

Grutok Corad

Halvdan · Post by **Halvdan** » Sun Sep 12, 2004 5:48 pm

a ceremony?, can i go to the ceremony? which time has the ceremony an which day?

demetz

veralion · Post by **veralion** » Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:09 am

Veralion takes a visit to the town and looks over the board. He sees that some Bloodskulls wish to be 'citizens' on the list of trollsbane. He grits his teeth hard, and scribbles down some notes..

No Bloodskull wills be on list of TB peoples. Wes not involved wif der politics n' says no mores. Makes sures yous name not on dat list if yous asked to bes on it...

Skulls, wes must works to build mores on lands. Wes also needs set up ranks of land toos. Mes also needs see who still 'round in clan. Contact mes on walls of cave ((pm)).

Chief Veralion

Konstantin K · Post by **Konstantin K** » Mon Sep 13, 2004 12:13 am

Greetings. I wish to be of help and aid to any Clan's beginnings.

Grutok Corad · Post by **Grutok Corad** » Tue Sep 28, 2004 3:17 am

Sorry skulls i haf been on dis very important trip back to me home land wheres dis small band of thieves has threatened me family... but me has delt wif dem... so me still needs to know what me needs to do for dis cermony dat Kaja tell me bout'.

Grutok Corad

GorgeBloodstench · Post by **GorgeBloodstench** » Wed Sep 29, 2004 1:25 am

Gorge Been gatherin' stuffs fer' da buildins.

Gorge been gettin' woods and sands and stuffs

Hope Gorge help...

Gorge want see Chief soon. Gorge want see Grunith too!-

GORGE

Grunith Shuth · Post by **Grunith Shuth** » Wed Sep 29, 2004 2:35 am

In the dark of the night, a long and large boat slams into the shores of the north. A dark and heavily cloaked figure with red eyes moves swiftly across the landscape as if he was never there, as if he was only a shadow. In an hour, he quickly drifts into town and stops by the town wall where he quickly hammers a parchment of fresh and bloody leather skin on the wall. Blood drips down the wall over other papers but his own writing stands out more clearly than the others. To some it may be familiar, but to others it may be strange. To those of whom it is familiar, it is rather different than before but with the same as ever. On it, the parchment says the following:

Faltering in the darkness happens lots. And recently dis clan been doin' da same. Stand up orcs! We fallin' behind in da minds of da oomies. Stand up and takes to wot we bes for. Our dreams must be fulfilled within times. Come wit me brodùrs. For I am back. Together we will be da clan of red skulls again. Da bloodskulls must come back from sleeps

The figure quickly runs away and back to the north. Within morning, when the orcs walk down into the cave, Grunith sits with his arms crossed over his ragged and torn body, where blood, old dry blood, runs down his old torn armor. But most notable about his armor, is the same red skull that was there before. The orc was back, with more than the clan on his mind. Something swelled in his mind, something strange and unlike what others knew. Perhaps soon the others would find out what.

Gnore Gralgago · Post by **Gnore Gralgago** » Wed Sep 29, 2004 3:13 am

A somewhat beat and beraggled head peers down into the small dark pit that would carry him into the depths of the Bloodskull caves. The stormy sky above offers little light into the pit entrance. It just begins to rain as Gnore dissapears into the cramped dark shaft. Thunder rocks the ground above.

The storm beats on the trees and land, and dark cold day fades to dark cold night.

A message is scrawled onto paper

" Gnore seen Oomie at castle Oomie named ariste oomie wears armor oomie says he stay at castle cus Grunit let he "

veralion · Post by **veralion** » Wed Sep 29, 2004 4:32 am

Veralion trots accross the rocky land above the cave. The past few days had been long, and not much was spent guarding the land, but watching it. Indeed, it was very quiet, but much happened in the silence. Veralion had seen many thing, and heard many things too. Echos off the rocks and caws from the scavenger birds overhead said much. Veralion decended into the cave, and walked over to where Grunith was resting. He placed his hand on his shoulder, and whispered something in his ear. As they both grinned, Veralion went to his room to rest, and to wait on the other Skulls coming...

Thrangzaal. · Post by **Thrangzaal.** » Wed Sep 29, 2004 4:29 pm

The salty sea breeze hung in the air like an invisible cloud over the ships that bobbed gently in the ports shallow waters. It was morning and the sun had yet to beam her smile upon the slumbering lands. Stepping on to the landing dock, from the transport vessel, the orc stretched his back and took a deep breath. With a satisfied sigh he allowed a grin to creep across his face. It felt good to have solid ground beneath his feet once again. Making sure he had all his personal effects whilst checking the tanned hide sack he was carrying was securely sealed, Thrangzaal started through the port towards the town silhouetted against the brightening sky in the northeast.

Dawn was just breaking as Thrangzaal passed through the towns outskirts. He was heading directly for trolls Bane's central precinct. Standing outside a familiar shop he glanced up at the swinging sign adorned as "Eliza's EveryDay Items Emporium". Thrangzaals attention was caught by the scrap of bloodied leather pinned to the notice wall a few feet to his left. Moving over to get a closer look he scanned the dark writing. Tearing a small strip off from the stained swine hide he sniffed the skin that lay in his hands.

"Grunith be back on dees shores" He muttered to himself.

Drawing a pre-written parchment from inside his leather jerkin he carefully unfurled the scroll and pinned it to the wall just underneath the bloodied leather notice. Unsheathing his knife, Thrangzaal sliced his palm and then clentched his fist allowing the blood to drip on his own piece of parchment. That was all the signiture he needed. He re-read his handiwork:

Through flame and darkness, claw and bone he rides upon da night wings veil. Blood for de blood god. Souls for da Harvest. The sundered lands shall be reborn.
Shadows relent his crimson fury. His disciples hunger to slake his thirst. Dawning light signals the horns of war. Moshron's feast is coming.

Thrangzaal resheathed his knife and wrapped a piece of cloth around his cut hand. Moving on once again through the town he made his way to the eastern gate. Off to the wilder lands he walked heading to the territory now claimed by the BloodSkulls. Hefting the sealed sack from one shoulder to the other, he hoped his gift for the shamen would be welcomed.