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I am Korgul Bonebreaker. Eyeless, missin' a tusk, missin' half an ear, and I'm a daddy. Woopy m'. I'm Zhugul! Zhu for short! I'm the big oafs little sister he didn't know that he had, but now he does. I'm staying with him for a while. People better start treatin' me like th' adult I am, not some lil' girl. 'Then one day, y’ look around, and y’ don’t know anyone around y’ anymore. Yer wearin’ a dead mans armour, swingin’ a dead mans sword, got his trinkets on y’ t’ sell for a bite t’ eat that ain’t Legion fare. Some pomped up ass is sittin’ on a horse and tellin’ y’ how t’ fight, though you’ve been fightin’ since before h’ could wipe his arse. And th’ only thing that’s still th’ same from th’ first battle is th’ fear.' Korgul Bonebreaker on fear in battle.

[korgul]

I've changed password, I've changed theme, I've deleted codes, if it isn't fixed now, fuck it. I'll just delete the goddamn blog. 

[korgul]

Okay so this is just going to have to wait until I get to a laptop and can check theme code and all that.

[korgul]

Hopefully fixed the hack problem.

[korgul]

Morrigan's not too young to have a puppy, right?

Shouldn’t be. How big a puppy? 

[ocnaimhin]

He

won’t, I- [She hears the growl and looks hurt, sounding hurt as well.] I thought it was a good idea… … What about Braig? [Her sabrecat.] I trained him well enough didn’t I?

[korgul]

If Braid attacks you for whatever reason, can you kill him? I'd hope so. [He was angry, and only getting angrier.] But what can Morrigan do? Scream and hope someone gets there in time? Sounds about it. If yer not goin' to care anyways about what m' response is, then don't ask m' in th' first place. 

[korgul]

I know I've been gone for a bit. 

But its the time of year when I work extra at work because of the holidays, we do fire department stuff for the community because of the holidays, and to top it off, I'm training for a powerlifting meet in February. 

So please stop getting angry at me when I don't immediately reply across the three rp blogs that I have. 

[korgul]

Morrigan's not too young to have a puppy, right?

Shouldn’t be. How big a puppy? 

[ocnaimhin]

Well… [She sounds guilty and apologetic.] I thought it was a good idea at the time when I got him… He’s so cute I couldn’t say no! And he’s a kisser! But I still wanted to talk to you about it. If you don’t like the idea still I can give him to my father for awhile until Morrigan gets older.

[korgul]

It's a wolf, Cao. [He growls slightly, angry for some reason. Why didn't she think about that? Even if it was a baby, they were quick growers. Half or not, it was a wolf. How could she put Morrigan in danger like that, and then ask him what he thought after she got it? What did his opinion even matter?] What are y' goin' to do when it decides it's time t' hunt and it picks Morrigan? 

[korgul]

Wolves and wolf hybrids are never truly safe pets for kids. Even adults can mess up and get their faces bit off. Specially if the mother is the wolf. I wouldn't let that thing near any kid if I were you. No matter how cute it is now, the hunt instincts will be strong.

I don't exactly have much reign over m' daughters life. 

If Cao wants to get her a pet, there's not much I can do about it, y' understand? 

[korgul]

Morrigan's not too young to have a puppy, right?

Shouldn’t be. How big a puppy? 

[ocnaimhin]

Just a little guy, couple months old. He’s not too big yet, but his mum was a pit wolf so he’ll be large later on.

[korgul]

We are not gettin’ our daughter a pit wolf. 

[ocnaimhin]

Uh. About that… [She stops when a dark brown pup tumbles between her ankles, tongue lolling out as he tries to roll over to right himself. Sheepish doesn’t begin to describe Caoimhe’s face.]

[korgul]

[Korgul sniffs, growling as he smells dog in the air. He reaches into his pouch, using one of the enchanted pieces of obsidian to look at the life forms. That was definitely a small, dog-like creature sitting at her feet.]

Why even ask m' if what I say doesn't matter? 

[korgul]

Morrigan's not too young to have a puppy, right?

Shouldn’t be. How big a puppy? 

[ocnaimhin]

Just a little guy, couple months old. He’s not too big yet, but his mum was a pit wolf so he’ll be large later on.

[korgul]

We are not gettin' our daughter a pit wolf. 

[korgul]

I suddenly find myself rooting for Korgul to have quadruplets. Just to see him mauled by kids.

I will track you down, and squeeze your head until it cracks. 

[korgul]

Morrigan's not too young to have a puppy, right?

Shouldn’t be. How big a puppy? 

[korgul]

Korgul what would you do if I told you that you were about to to have another set of triplets?

The half orc growled as he tried to pull one child off him, since they were nibbling on his ear, tried to get the other one to stop hanging onto his legs, and looking for the third who was crawling away and crying, and finally yelled at the greymage. 

"I'M GOIN' T' CUT YER FUCKIN' TONGUE OUT!" 

[korgul]

"Crap, are you pregnant?"

Korgul snorted, rolling over and kissing her. He kissed her again, his cock rising as he started to grind against her. 

"No, but yer about t' be." 

[korgul]

"No one can hurt you now."

Korgul couldn't stop choking, the blood rapidly filling his lungs making it impossible for him to speak. Everyone's magic was exhausted, the attack on their home had been lasting for days and then they had come for the final push. They had survived, and killed the raiders, but the arrows that peppered the big half orc from throat to gut were evidence that the battle wasn't won without loss. He looked at her, trying to tell her he loved her again, but all he could manage was a wet noise as he rapidly swallowed blood that had nowhere to go. 

[korgul]

I'll wait here for you.

Korgul held her, pressing his forehead to hers in the quiet for a moment. Then he lifted his axe and put it on his shoulders, smiling softly. The obsidian ‘eyes’ the enchanter had made for him glowed oddly in the light. But this fight was his, no matter his weakness. And he would win it. 

"And I will come back to you. Tonight, every night." 

[korgul]

Korgul snorted as he sprinkled moon sugar in with the fungus and chitin he smoked, lighting the tip of his finger with a little fire to get it going. He took a deep inhale, holding it for a moment. Then he let it out, slowly, a smile curling the corners of his lips as the potent mixture started to take effect. 

"So, that old liar's back?" He shook his head, the dreadlocks that had started to finally take on their shape again as his hair grew out tinkling with bits of bone and metal. "Can't wait to hear his new stories. I expect he's killed a dragon or three by now. Bit a frost giants heart out, something along those lines." 

[crimson-house]

[odinsmusings]

Well that clears that up then.

[mawoftriskaidekathon-deactivate]

SWEET BABY SATAN

[critjuice]

Now you have no excuse.

[foolsinlace-deactivated20220922]

Apologies for the porn.