Clan Skullbasher

[Venture]

Written in crude scratch letters....

ME AM GROM!! ME BE VOICE OF CLAN. YOUS ALL DAT NOT LIKEUM US OF ORCNESS YOUS WATCH OUT. YOUS ORCERS DAT GOT NO COUSiNS YOU LET KNOW WE BE HERE NOW WE FIND NEW HOME WE TAKE IT. WE BE PROUD OF ORC BLOOD. WE MEAN NOT HARM DOSE DAT NOT DESERVE, BUT WE FIGHT ONES GET IN WAY.

!!!!!!WE UM BE SKULLBASHERS!!!!!

[Ashes Blindwind]

Grom strong! Skullbashers strong! Skullbashers make things theirs!

[undeadsteak]

Sylivia glances at the writings, having a bit of difficulty reading it, but understands the message. Filthy half-orcs, they only mean to do harm.. It is obvious, as their appearance shows it to us, yet people still let them run free.

[stonetow]

A little further down the wall you notice more scratches, it is poorly written in orc:

THAACK HELP MAKE SKULLBASHERS STRONG. TAKE LAND BACK FOR DA TRUE WARRIORS. ALL PUNY SOFTS WILL GET OUTS OF SKULLBASHER LANDS OR BE GETS SMASHED GOOD!

Drawn below is a picture of a blazing eye

[ThePaganKing]

Elalvaillnya strolls past a crudely marked parchment, stops, turns around, and peers at the scrawl, trying to decipher the illiterate scratches............ahh, filthy half breeds trying to stake a claim and Orcs at that! Elalvaillnya fingers the hilt of his greatsword slung across his back as he strides away from the posting, a grim look of determination on his face.

[Klebdog]

Fro'r walks out of the inn and past a parchment with an all to familiar look to it. He grasps his beard and unconciously tugs at it in frustration as his anger rises.....spitting on the partchment in disgust he thinks to himself. Filthy half breed orcs....spitting on the ground as he thinks the name. Tonight I drink....tomorrow I hunt. He turns away sobering with anger as he stalks back to the inn, running his thumb over the blade of his ax.