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And so the fires of Industry burned across the plains of Urguan. As declared by Yemekars Pick Kjell Ireheart, the war against the trees and rocks waged forth.

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The Forges of the Dwedmer burn bright as smog rises into the sky. Armor, weapons, ingots and tools pour out of the forges as the Dwedmer smiths work tirelessly to forge them.

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Farms stretch for miles in every direction where food for the workers is grown and processed. Plots of land filled with wheat, carrots, potatoes, pumpkins and melons blanket the landscape.

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Massive forests are grown and felled. The fires of industry demand fuel, and these trees provide. Cries of "Fell them!!" sound through the worker's ranks.

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Dwedmer factories pump smog into the sky as assembly lines move objects past Dwedmer workers. 

 

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Lathros (Oil)Ironbeard begins to walk, the ground beneath him withers, smog raises from the dead ground, oil drips from his beard, and seeps into his skin. The power of industry gains within him, he slowly walks to Kal'Arkon as his beard turns into a shade of black, along with his eyes turning into a dark shade. He settles into his throne, "Industreh is love, Industreh is loife," He raises as he sees protests requirng high raises, as he begins to walk, his figure grows stronger and larger, he takes a whip from his silky, oily beard, and he growls at the children refusing to work, "Werk, peons, else, ye shall work fer less ten 'alf eh mina. Undehstood," he shouts. He settles back down, and walks back to his throne, as crowds of people swarm him, they ask him why he does it, he simply replies, "Industreh is love, Industreh is loife." He slowly recoils back into his throne, and his figure grows stronger, darker, in the name of Industry.

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Approved by the Grand King of Urguan

 

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"Tha' old world shall burn in tha' foires o' industreh."

 

Lord Balek demands it.

 

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Agnar Works with the Industry

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"Meh leatherwurkin' will never beh taken over! Unless ye 'ave a machine dat kills orks and skins em den ye alroighty"

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Lark Steelwall's Ghost looks down from the Seven Skies and nods, "Game on Dorfs."

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Feck dis, ahm gonah cut duwn sum trees da Manleh way, feckin lazeh arses!"

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Konstantin declares war on industry and begins to replace rocks and trees putting up castles around them

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Kwint hopes to see a lot of minas rolling in.

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oddman11 makes a dwarf character "INDUSTRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"

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"Dah foires ov indsutreh will burn broight! Ah new day fer Urguan!"

 

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"FOK DEM TREES, RIP EM 'PART FER TAH GLOREH OVE INDUSTREH!"

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"FOK DEM TREES, RIP EM 'PART FER TAH GLOREH OVE INDUSTREH!"

 

"Will it leave problems fer later generations? Nah, Ah don't see t'at 'appenin'."

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