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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠthe monstrous arrow that assails the air, whips over-head. Cracking like thunder when it pieces hide and shatters rib and boar heart. Mere feet from this stranger. ❛ The forest is dangerous-. ❜ voice, thick like graveled honey calls.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ There is no arrogance here, only an orc without fear, without a claim to lose. And an army. The city will burn, the temple will be shattered. . and this so called immortal will be consumed, used to fuel his conquest of the God's.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠHe does not come for worship, but to dominate. To rid this land of God's, he had come to raze this temple to the ground. .
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠAnother corpse to a growing collection, so many dead at his feat. Slain by hand or axe. . ❛ Pathetic-. ❜ the air is rank in blood, shit, fire and sweat. A lost war, a human rebellion crushed. Yet, they fought on. . Bitterly.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᏖ𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐜。 retweeted
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠHe has faced God's with more aura than this, and consumed them whole. There is no fear, not with him. You cannot stand at the pinnacle of your own race and be weary of anything. Evident by his lack of reaction. ❛ Speak, or be cut down. ❜
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ❛ I admire your courage, but you are trespassing on Orthanc land. Why.ᐣ ❜ he is handsome, as far as orc-kind goes. Though his demeanor is no less foreboding. .
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠOdd, how so much about Orc tribesmen is falsehood and fantasy. He stood, dragging his 7'9" stature to erect. Then stared, lilac gaze bearing the weight of scrutiny. And still, no words were spoken.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠPale flesh, grey and glistening in mid-day sun. Work, the steady chopping of log for fire. @MyForgiv1ngStar's presence is noticed. . and ignored.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠYes, let them watch on terror as spear and arrow piece his flesh. . and still fell armies. Let his name be etched into history as the bleeding devil.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠHe is A'gja. The Pale one. The Unifier. Great Cheiftain and last of his name. When even God's flee upon seeing you, you have earned the right to be confident.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠStretching until every segment is his spine pops in the release of tension washes over him.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᏖ𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐜。 retweeted
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