(Time jump, a few weeks later.)
Iltar the iron boar stepped out onto a large platform, facing the large population of the capital, he breathed in.
"HEAR ME, PEOPLE OF THEOLAGIUS. The now king of Xi'an has given us a gift of his coronation... release the body.", with a wave of his hand, two soldiers let the tortured body of the assassin fall until the centre of the palace wall, the crowd gasped and hid the eyes of their children, "The demons have killed a high ranking human from their OWN land and left him to die with us, the demons are trying to provoke us, to show us that humans, no matter their standing, are vermin to them. They wish to bring us to war... and I tell you, we will bring war, we will wipe out the demons from this land and free the humans from their control!", the crowd cheered, "let it be known now that any man capable of holding a sword may join our army to take back terra from these evil beings, this shall be known as 'The Blood Crusade'!"
"Hiedefai o eth gantza!" "Hadafe!"

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Astreiden arrived back just in tim to witness the speech, "how does he expect to kill the demons without the poison flower, their practically invincible without it!"
"Practically." One said, astreiden continued down towards the palace gates.
"Astreiden has returned from Ocrad!" A guard bellowed, the palace gates rose for astreiden to enter.

Drikdarok was in Bubgruk, feasting with Sonatdarok, when he got the news. A human servant came carrying the scroll sealed with the sign of the Theolagius Half Orks, humans who, in exchange for their freedom, kept an eye on Theolagius who had a reputation for sudden 'purges' or acts of major war. The scroll had but one sentence written on it, which the servant read 'Xian Theolagiusgorugh' Drikdarok looked at the smaller but mighty ork Sonatdarok and they both laughed. It was a deep booming sound, quite gargly, but otherwise a good hearty laugh. 'Druan drughgurohur, drughukudahur! (the humans want to fight the demons, they want to win!)' Sonatdarok said giddily and they burst out laughing a second time

'Drughgarkanark, eros ziak, drugh druanshigh (the humans think they are strong, but they're weak, the demons will kill them)' Drikdarok added.

Sonatdarok picked up some of the meat and threw it on the fire 'Drugh druanhaaghdraka (they will do this to the humans)' he said.

'Orun orun (yes, yes)' Drikdarok said before picking up a rock roller (a piece of cutlery used to crush bones for eating) and smash another piece of meat with it 'O haaghdraka (and this)' he said.

'Hahaha' Sonatdarok laughed before throwing a stone mug of water on the fire 'O haaghdraka' he said.

'O o o (and and and)' Drikdarok said 'Haaghdraka! (this!)' picking up the piece of meat he smashed and blowing on it. When nothing much happened they both stayed silent for a few seconds before bursting into laughter again, taking a few more bites of meat and leaving Bubgruk hall, laughing and telling jokes, mostly at Theolagius's expense.

Mol saw Wu get taken away and assumed that he wouldn't see her again for a while so left for his room. When he got there he found the book under a low table, similar to how he had found it. He took a deep breath and opened it. The world seemed to melt around him and he thought he was having a vision, but in truth he was being transported; to hell. His vision went crazy for a few minutes, seeing strange flashing and swirling colors and going cross eyed on several occasions. After that though he felt like he had been kicked and he fell onto some ground, but he was somewhere else other than Xian, perhaps even Terra, he thought to himself. He picked himself up and looked around. He was in some sort of cave, but there was no opening just the cavern he was in. Rivers of magma flowed through the cavern and fires were everywhere. At the end of the cave there was a throne. I large throne made of stone and adorned with human skulls. On it sat a figure. He was lent back, slouching, seemingly asleep. Mol started walking towards the throne, jumping over some rivers of lava, feeling the heat. He reached the throne, which was much bigger than he originally though. The figure was as big as an ork, but not as big as a troll. He could see that it was not human and he guessed it was demon. He looked male and he had fiery red hair and some sort of red-purple magic swirled around his hands. He looked young, but if Mol was correct in guessing his identity he was over 2000 years old. Once Mol reached the throne the demons eyed opened. They blazed red and it seemed at if there was a fire burning inside of them, the iris dancing as a fire dances. The demon spoke, his voice like that from the book, but clearer this time as if he had been speaking muffled before 'UnhShedanaran, kaddabouk? (I am Shedanaran, what do you seek?'.
Mol quivered in fear 'Kadtakote? (are you the speaker?)' he said in a shaky voice.
'Orun (yes)' Shedanaran replied 'Unhtakote, Totudage unhdunkate, Dru unhzabete (I am the speaker, the leader of the Totudage, the maker of the Dru)' He turned to look at Mol as he had not been previously 'Kaddrugh, kaddru'an, Drika unhhokekughuruk Dru? (you are human, you are not Dru, do you want me to change you to a Dru?'.
Mol thought about this, about all of the torment he had, and would endure as a human. He thought about the might of the Orks and how he would be excepted as one. 'Orun (yes)' he said and Shedanaran smiled.
'Unhhaagh (I will do)' Shedanaran said and Mol fell unconscious.

5 Hours later.

Mol lay, immobilized, in deep sleep as Shedanaran worked on him. It had been 2500 years since he had last done this, and his magic had perhaps faded because of it. He whispered to Mol 'Drikagark unhzabe, Dru'unarkatet, eros hanara kadhaagh, Drutobenuket (I will make you strong like the new orks, but you will do magic, like the old orks)'.

It took another 12 hours before the process was complete. Mol woke up and immediately knew it was finished, before he even opened his eyes. He could feel that he teeth had been enlarged, that he was taller and he could feel the strength throughout his body. He loved it. He opened his eyes and stepped down onto the ground. He felt as if he could destroy anything, kill anything, do anything. Shedanaran, now the same height as Mol not taller, brought him his robes, which had been enlarged, he then spoke. 'KadMolan, kadMolkarg (you are not Mol, you are Molkarg)'. Molkarg smiled, but then his smile faded 'Terra unhzeroghuk? (I'm going to Terra?)' he asked, surprised at how his voice had deepened.
'Orun, Nanking kadzerogh, eros drika unhtakosukunat. Kadzerohuk. (yes, you will go to Nanking, but I will speak to you forever. You will go now)'. Will that Shedanaran smiled, drew a sword and handed it to Molkarg. It was silver like any other sword, but the blade was hot and if you looked deep enough into the metal you could see the flames of hell. 'KarkhUnigsukunat, kadshigh dukUnigsukunat (the sword is Eternal Fire, you will kill with it)'. Molkarg took the sword and Shedanaran saluted him with another sword. Molkargs view then melted and his vision grew strange.

He was transported back to his room. The book lay in front of him, closed. Molkarg opened it and the words on the first page were 'Nuldork kadzero, onuka (to come to hell, ask)'. Molkarg turned the page and found the book the same as when he fist read it, although there were not drums and other sounds. He began reading.

@Kenny1

(I have the hilarious idea of my King hitting on the water demon. So it would be less 'ew' if they looked like a living water spout)

"Well I brought the necromancer like he asked," he spoke, pointing at the robes skeleton behind him. Whom looked like a statue, with some bird continuously poking at his head.

"What is your name though, water lady?" he asked.

"I'm certain he will be excited your Majesty." She said formally "my name is Captain Fa your Majesty. I am the leader of the third royal guard unit."

"Your Majesty, I'm glad to see that you could come to my coronation" Ling said in his normal measured tone, having slinked his way over to take a break from the still ongoing vows "I hope the good Captain here is keeping you entertained, she really is a lot of fun when you get to know her"

"I will take your advice on that," spoke Turak, then pointed to the other skeleton in robes. "This is the necromancer I told you about. His name is/was Morluun the First."

"Data, maja, datara," gurgled Morluun, seeing to not speak much about the common tongue. He leaned on a wooden staff, with a large book on his hip.

"Yeah, he doesn't speak much - when he was ressurected. Although, maybe you would be able to understand him. We have tried for three centuries and he has continued, that gibber."

Molkarg finished reading. He had learned much, mostly about the events before the Dru's escape in 1150 years before 0. Now he decided he should leave, although interesting he felt that the reading was quite tiresome. He also was very curious as to what powers he had acquired. He left his room and looked for an open space, he'd heard of a fire garden and since Shedanaran was a fire demon he assume he would be strong in that area. He wandered around looking for this garden for a while, but ended up going to a nearby person for help.

"I will take your advice on that," spoke Turak, then pointed to the other skeleton in robes. "This is the necromancer I told you about. His name is/was Morluun the First."

"Data, maja, datara," gurgled Morluun, seeing to not speak much about the common tongue. He leaned on a wooden staff, with a large book on his hip.

"Yeah, he doesn't speak much - when he was ressurected. Although, maybe you would be able to understand him. We have tried for three centuries and he has continued, that gibber."

"Is it the same when he tries to write?" The Emperor asked, eyeing the being with interest. If they could crack this code it would be revolutionary for his human subjects.

@Kenny1

"I am not sure myself," replied Turak. "You might and try it out. If you don't mind me, talking with your Water Demon guard?"

Ling ordered a guard to bring some pen and paper before replying passively "I have no objections your majesty. You are a guest in my home."

@Kenny1

The necromancer in question soon scribbled down something for him, before offering the note to Ling - before Turak could read it. Namely there a very understandable statement, written - 'get me away from this fool'.

Ling's face showed no expression as he read the note, setting it ablaze when he finished. Something was fishy, but he was intrigued.

"Tomorrow at noon could you have him dropped off at my chambers? His writing is useless but I love a good challenge" he said politely, before dismissing himself to accept loyalty from the still long line.

@Kenny1

"As you wish so," replied Turak, dismissing the necromancer while he returned to talking with the Water Guard. "So...you always busy?"

The Captain visibly bit her tongue before replying "I have dedicated my life to his majesty, so yes your majesty"

Silently though she was wondering if it was possible to drown a skeleton, but she knew better than to try.

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"You ever have any free time after this?" he added, looking at her with his empty skull.

The Captain silently reminded herself of her military baring, and took a deep breath. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted movement, one of her fellow officers was checking up with his men after the event.

He was a domineering earth demon, built like the mountains that surrounded the kingdom. Captain Tzo, for that was his name, was also a personal friend. Struck by inspiration she decided to use him to bail her out of this mess.

"Yes your majesty, I do have some free time" she said with forced patience "and my husband over there likes to spend our off days together so I'm afraid I have obligations"

She made a mental note to brief Tzo on her lie as soon as she could. Although lieing was frowned upon, and against regulations for a guard, she knew he'd back her up. And importantly she had earned a little favor from Emperor Ling, which would hopefully would allow her to slide under the radar.

"Oh my pardon then," replied Turak, looking over at the Captain. Eyeing him with a curious look. He was kinda curious what interested her in him.

The guard, surprised at an ork wandering around, eyed him up for a second, before deciding that he didn't want to anger him and so he directed Molkarg to the fire garden. Molkarg thanked him and walked there. As he did he tested his powers a bit. He thought of a small flame, like a candle flame, appearing on his index finger and to his surprise, some sparks came out of nowhere and a small flame was ignited on his index finger. It didn't burn him, in fact he didn't feel it at all, although when he ran his left hand through the flame it burned him. In a short time he reached the garden. He stepped into it, the fire burning him, but he had another thing to try out. He imagined a fire shield, a cloak all around him, to protect him from fire. He saw his hands glow orange and he saw a ripple of dark orange ripple over his body, originating at his hands. His vision turned slightly orange and he no longer felt the flames. Molkarg smiled at the new powers he had been given. He imagined a fireball in his hands and threw it at the ground. It exploded into fire. He sprayed fire out of his hands. He extinguished the garden and set it on fire again. He then sat down, in a circle of fire, and rested.

Time Jump: One Day
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"It really is a good place to relax" Ling said, entering the fire garden "nothing is quite as comforting as being surrounded by fire. Tell me, what brings you to my garden friend?"