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The Empires of Terra

kenny or other participants, if you ever come back to this like i did, email me on [e-mail] or message me on somethingsofar on insta, would be cool to hear from u guys since ive changed so much since this

The Empires of Terra

this is so weird reading through, made a new nationstates acc and lead me down this rabbit hole ahahahaha

I dont remember that wojack design being that old like i remember doing it but wtf sahahahaah dude wierdest drunk adventure ive had yet

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Holy shit its been 7 years god damn, readings kid me's writings nostalgic asf

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Sonatdarok let the wrong naming of him slide, as he heard the clang of sword and shield outside. 'I do think we will have need of you yes' he said as he picked up his morning star and yelled at some nearby Dru to join the fight, rushing out with them.

The campground was in chaos, the Dru army had sustained heavy casualties, but had quickly fallen back behind stakes driven into the ground, which warded of a lot of the horsemen. Arrows rained down on each side, and the mud ran red with blood. Sonatdarok ran to join the front ranks, but an arrow pierced his shoulder. With a grunted he pulled it out, waving a hand at the healer, signalling that others needed more attention. He rallied the Dru and leaped over the stakes to go on the offensive.

As Sonatdaroks morning star freed many men from their horses, and their bodies in the process, an Dru messenger teleported outside the castle. 'The encamped Dru request aid, a surprise ambush from the Theolagians has devastated our ranks, and we won't be able to hold out for much longer' he spoke in the accent of a high-ranking southern Dru, one that holds himself in high esteem. After receiving entry into the castle he bowed and relayed his message to the emperor.

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Yeah sorry.

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An escort of 3 Orks took the scholar into a large tent. It had logs as supports and a large bonfire burned outside it. Inside the tent they found a long table and at the head of that table a large Ork sat. He spoke Xianese, although little of it and with the thick tongued accent of the Dru. 'I Sonatdarok, Darok of Bubgruk. What would you ask of me?'

OOC Sorry I haven't been posting much lately but I was away from Monday to Friday this week.

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The first wave of 50,000 Dru reached Nanking, joining up with the 10,000 strong scouting party that had lived in tents and temporary lodgings outside the city. Drikdarok, still being in charge of Dargudig which was supplying the a lot of the force, will be joining up with the army, leading the second wave which will be arriving in a day. The second wave is made up of another 100,000 troops, 80,000 orks and 20,000 trolls. The third wave is comprised of 100,000 Dru as well, with 90,000 orks and 10,000 trolls. Molgark will then arrive after them, leading the Unigsuk, a force of 500 fire wielding orks in full armor forged in the fires of Garkunig.

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Ling,

I already have troops inbound for Shen. A scouting force of 10,000 is already making its way towards Nanking, and I have just been informed that the First Wave of my troops, comprising of 50,000 Dru, 40,000 orks and 10,000 trolls. I will be departing with the Unigsuk, the Flame Hand, in a weeks time. My troops will meet up with yours at Nanking and you can depart from there. Strength and Honor.

Molgark Eternal Fire.

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I scouting force of 10,000 orks has been seen marching through Xi'an, in the direction of Shen and Nanking.

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The messenger took the letter and departed through a portal. Molgark read over it and grunted. 'Xi'an sakgoghug Druzerogh, dru rakgoghugerughug, drukh rakgoghugerughug (send 200,000 people to Xi'an, 150,000 orks, 50,000 trolls)' he said to his military messenger, whom promptly started a round of teleporting to tell the western Daroks to mobilize this army. Molgark then made his way down the halls of Garkunig, many of which were freshly excavated, until he made it to his map room. Notunig was there, his second in command in charge of the Flame Hand. 'Unh o Unigsuk Xi'anzerogh (The Flame Hand and I will go to Xi'an)' he growled.
'Orun' Notunig replied, and left to rally the Flame Hand. Molgark sat in a chair behind his desk, a chair and desk that looked almost identical to Drikdaroks. He sighed. He remembered his days as a human. Hard, painful and long. He remembered the sense of weakness that had almost defined his life then. It was funny. He felt more out of place in Ocrad as an ork as he did a human and when he had been stationed in Xi'an, he had felt, almost at home. Even if their customs were strange to him, and even if he, as a human, still looked different to them, he had felt accepted. He was not longing for humanity however. As an ork he was stronger, bigger and perhaps even smarter than he was as a human, he was only wondering how things would've turned out if he hadn't excepted Shedanaran's offer. Shedanaran, who had changed his life for the better, and now lay dead, his soul consumed.
He suddenly had a vision. It was him, as a human. He was carrying a sword, bright as the steel of Garkunig, and a bow was slung across his back. Orks were attacking him, and he was dispatching them expertly. When the assault ended he bent down over one of the bodies and said some inaudible words. The body turned into that of a human, a female and Mol picked it up, carrying it into the distance. Molgark was snapped out of the vision, and shook the remnants of it from his mind. Now was the time for war, not fantasies.

OOC New story idea uses preview, it doesn't know how effective it will be! I've decided I'll write a book on what could've happened, don't judge me I'm bored. In any case expect progress soon!