Forgotten Sacrifice

[Grubbug]

As the sun sets over the Uruk Lands a scream of agony echo's over the hills as the Warbozz of the Bloodytusks Clan twists off the head of a Samurai. In his Bluudlust nothing else mattered to Grubbug but the body in front of him. With two huge clawed hands he rips it's arms and legs off. With one swift move he rips it's armor off the torso and quickly pulls out his dagger and guts it like a deer. With a big grin that bares all his rotten teeth and large blood stained tusks he sits down to his dinner with enthusiasm beginning with the torso. In a deep gutteral voice he says, "Dis guug grub! HOOOWAH!!!" blood flying everywhere.
   After nothing but bones are left he pats his thickly muscled stomach and burps loudly. Standing he looks around remembering where he was. When the bluudlusts hits Grubbug in the heat of battle his small mind goes blank and nothing matters but what's in front of him and god help them if he is hungry. He quickly jumps up on his Wargug and burps again, then farts causing the Wargug to buck. With one boulder sized hand he smacks the Wargug on the head nearly knocking it senseless. Digging his heals into the Wargug he spurs it on towards his house. As he rides on into the night his thoughts drift and he remembers the promised sacrifice to his Bluudgud Gruumsh. Angrily he smacks himself on his chest so hard it echo's over the hills causing birds to fly from there branches and animals to quickly look around. Grubbug growls, "Dat wuz de sucrufuce ig grub!"
   As quickly as his anger came it left him. Shrugging he figured he would hunt for another sacrifice tomorrow and this time he wont eat it...hopefully. He pulls up to his house and and jumps down. Tying off his Wargug in the corner of his house he sleepily climbs the stairs to his room and flops down on his fur in one corner and with another loud burp and fart and quickly falls asleep. A bird that was sitting in one of the windows passes out and falls to the ground with a thud.

[Grubbug]

As the sun rose over the Uruk lands Grubbug stirs and stretches on his fur, scattering the flies that were feasting on the dried blood on his face and boulder sized hands. Ignoring them he quickly stands and walks over to a torso he saved from a previous kill and takes a huge bite ripping half the rotting flesh from it's left side. Gobbling it down he marches dowstairs and unties his Wargug and spurs it outside towards the mountains where the samurai live.
    Today was the day he was capturing a samurai for the sacrifice to his Bloodgod Gruumsh. Arriving at the mountains it doesn't take long to find a samurai. With a loud gutteral scream Grubbug charges in and knocks the weapon out of the hands of his intended victim. With a look of horror the samurai turns to run but doesn't take two steps when Grubbug takes one boulder sized fist and hits him in the back of the head with a sickening crunch. The samurai falls to ground. Grubbug jumps down from his Wargug and walks over and sniffs the motionless man. He turns him over and sniffs some more. He lays his hand across the chest of the samurai and feels nothing. Grunting in anger he stands and as he walks towards his Wargug a low moan comes from the samurai.
    Happily Grubbug quickly turns and grabs up the man with one huge clawed hand and tosses him over his shoulder and jumps up on his Wargug and spurs it on towards home. As he road thru the woods the thoughts of the upcoming sacrifice raced thru his small brain. At last the Bloodgod Gruumsh will appear to him and give him council!!! Pulling up to the house he tosses the man to the ground, hearing a loud grunt from it. Tying off his Wargug he grabs the man by the hair and into the center of his home. Looking around he finds some old bloodsoaked rope he quickly hammers four stakes out in the dirt and ties the mans hands and feet to them. Looking at the sprawled out naked samurai Grubbug grins widely baring his rotten teeth and huge bloodstained tusks. "Suun lat wull bu sucrufucd tu de Bluudgud!" HOOOWAH!!!

[Grubbug]

As Grubbug paces back and forth he would stop and glare at the samurai staked to the dirt floor of his house. It's been two days and Grubbug hasn't slept. Orcs have amazing stamina and can go several days without food or drink. As he glared at the half dead man he tried to remember the old folk lore he heard as a child. The Shaman of the Clan would stand in the middle of the village and scream at the top of his lungs about the Bluudgud and tell tales of the old battles and great deeds done by Orc Heros. Of the Bluudgud the Shaman mentioned a certain year, month and day a great fire would rip thru the sky and a mighty Orc would once again sacrifice to Gruumsh and the Bluudgud would appear to him and give good council and give Orc dominion over man once again.
    This stuck in Grubbugs mind, but he wasn't exactly sure if this was the right month. He knew it was the right year but thats all his small mind could remember. Again pacing back and forth he growled and picked up a jug of cider and completely drained it and smashed it up against a pole. Picking up a large piece he kneeled down next to the man and began cutting. This should cheer him up as the man let out a scream of agony, "Suun de burniz wull rup de skuy un lat shul bu de sucrufuc!!! HOOOWAH!!!" Making another long cut across the torso Grubbug Grins and looks up at the sky and lets out a gutteral scream, waiting for the fire to once again rip the sky.