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The Empires of Terra

Oh wait no Shmek don't worry about the unfairness because I think he meant more they can heal themselves and each other, so if you decapitated them they would probably die.

The Empires of Terra

Charactor CS

Name: Molkarg

Tilte: Molkarg Servant Of Shedanaran

Species: Post-Dru (he's an ork but improved (can do magic again))

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Orientation: Straight

Appearance:

Personality: In his transformation he has become a bit more arrogant and over-confident, but otherwise he is the same as before.

Short History: Used to be Mol Half-Ork until Shedanaran the Speaker turned him into an Ork.

Other: Shedanaran often talks to him, he's not schizophrenic, he wields an ultra-powerful sword which sets his enemies on fire. He himself can throw fire balls and the like.

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Have fun with Molkarg Kenny, he can do fire magic as well as Ling + he's an ork ;)

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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.

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Wait so your army is practically invincible, like if you cut of their head they would grow another one?

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Maybe its a vision into the future, makes magical sounds.

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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.

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So are we still going ahead with expanding Ocrad and moving Theolagius because I'm writing lore and I need to know what was west of my countries borders now, if it is going to be part of Ocrad or another country.

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Mol looked on, amazed. Ling was perhaps more like an ork than he had originally anticipated. As the other people looked away in disgust Mol looked on, have seen worse. He wasn't enjoying is as he wasn't sadistic, he was merely watching on and comparing Ling to the orks in Ocrad, particularly Drikdarok. He remember once when a goblin servant, one of his friends actually, had tried to poison one of the ork soldiers that was rather cruel to them. It worked actually, the ork died and Drikdarok found out who it was. He had the goblin strung up by his arms until they dislocated, then he strung him up by his feet until his knees dislocated. He then forced the goblin to walked across the great hall, every time he fell he was picked up roughly by Drikdarok himself. Once this was over he threw the goblin in a dungeon for a day to wallow in his pain. He then cut off the top section of all of his fingers and tarred them up and left him for another day. After that he cut off the rest of his fingers, tarred them and left him for a day. Then his hands, toes, feet, forearms, lower legs, upper arms, thighs, until he was just a living torso. He then did the same with his nose and ears. He took him out and showed him to all of the servants, showing them the consequences of their actions. He then pulled out his spine in front of everyone and left him to die. So Mol was not new to the world of sadistic punishments.

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Mol stayed silent throughout the whole ceremony. He felt like an outsider, the brand imprinted upon him by the Dru (an x to symbolize swords) marking him forever as part of Ocrad. Luckily it was on his back and hidden by the robe. The ceremony was slow and to depressing for Mol, he felt that it should be a joyous occasion filled with singing and feasting, not this sad, slow paced thing that felt like a funeral.
Wu stayed quiet and respectful and did what she was supposed too, knowing that Mol would follow her lead. Wu asked him after the ceremony ended 'so what do you think, I take it this is your first coronation'.
'No actually I have seen one before, not in Xian of course, but I did see Drikdaroks coronation 12 years ago. There were feast and it was a joyous time, even for me and I was serving. We got extra rations that day and a generous ork actually gave me some pork which I was surprised at. It was, really the opposite of this.' Mol replied 'not to say I didn't enjoy it however, I do like seeing new this and I understand this is a rare opportunity'.
Wu nodded, not surprised at his reaction 'To be honest I feel similar, but I respect our cultures and I understand that this is also a time of mourning for the dead emperor'.
'Ah that is why it was so solemn, I was wondering. That explains it really. Now are we expected to stay here for much longer or can we leave now?'
Wu could sense this coming 'I think we should stay for a while longer before leaving, if you didn't have the book to attend to would you leave now?'
'No I suppose not, alright we'll stay for the event, tonight could you accompany me while I test some things with the book, I may need you to record some observations'
'And if the same things happen as last time?'
'Well hopefully it doesn't' Mol replied.