Posted by Civilian Jal’na Sherko of House Noggra (Head of Physical Therapy - Sacred Heart Hospital) in Challenge Accepted (Tag Urg’tohn)

Posted by Civilian Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in Challenge Accepted (Tag Urg’tohn)

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Hours later…

Urg’s scarred body lay amongst the ruins of the table, chairs, food, wine, ale, and clothes. Nothing was intact save the two Klingon bodies intertwined in the wreckage. He stared at the ceiling and smiled. “I never imagined it could be like that. Had I known, we could have broken the tables and chairs at the tavern that first night.”

Urg

Jal’na chuckled. “Those tables and chairs are not a sturdy, and as fun as that would have been, I would not want to spend hours pulling splinters out of your backside. There are better things to do.” Their bodies were intact, mostly. Jal’na rolled to her side to look at him and moaned as she flopped back suddenly. Her fingers probed along her shoulder where something didn’t work right. She began to laugh loudly. “My clavicle is broken.”

Jal’na

Urg laughed and said “So is my wrist!” and he held up his left arm and the wrist was swollen and not quite where it should have been. “If only we had a doctor nearby…” He sat up and winced as the cracked ribs made their presence known as well. “This was a good day.” He turned to Jal’na and said “I will have clothes brought. And medical supplies.” and he lurched slowly to his feet. He stood tall and proud, looking down at her with a smile. Ten lifetimes of scars decorated his body, but somehow they all seemed to fit the massive form that was Lord Duroc. He held out his unbroken hand and said “Come wife… I want you to meet your new family.”

Urg, Lord Duroc