Brightening 8, Cycle 1 Kalendryas, Era I
The gate guard, Lat came strolling into the Great Hall holding a message that he was sure would bring him recognition that he was convinced that he deserved. He had just captured an enemy messenger (at least that was his version) and was about to present the message to the Gothmog Kitot himself.
The desk orc looked up expecting the orc to hand him the message but Lat confidently strode right past the desk and walked right into the great hall itself. Some Fos Rog stopped Lat half way across the hall from Grogan Thrag. The Gothmog Kitot looked up from what he was doing then raised an eyebrow. What would bring the gate guard into the Great Hall unless it was soemthing worth dying over.
"Dis better be good." the Fos Rog said to Lat after the gothmog waved him over.
Lat delivered the message and Grogan immediately read it. Pausing a moment, he looked up at Lat. "Where da messenger dat carried dis?"
Lat pushed out his chest with pride and replied, "Lat hab him locked up an..."
Grogan cut him off not letting him finish. "Bring him here an' prepare him ta take Grogan's reply."
The gothmog had just freed the prisoner that Lat thought would get him recognition. Deflating his chest, the orc turned and left the hall to retrieve the messenger. Once returning, Grogan had prepared a written response and assigned a single Fos Rog orc to deliver it along with the messenger back to Imperial lines.
Looking at the Fos Rog, "Like said, take prisoner an' message to da Northern Front. Wait der an' meet da ship dat dis shara lead ju to. Deliver Grogan's message."
The Fos Rog thumped his chest and left the Great Hall with the messenger in tow.