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A Defense Of All Dwarves

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Kal'Karaad lay silent. The Dwedmar went about their normal days. However, this day something lay heavy on their minds. Legionnaires stood guard at the gates and the blacksmiths were hard at work. The people were tense. For they knew what lay before them. Defenses were quickly being built and every dwarf that could fight given arms. The dwedmar were assembling and all of the realm knew it.

 

 

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       Kal'Karaad lay silent. The Dwedmar went about their normal days. However, this day something lay heavy on their minds. Legionnaires stood guard at the gates and the blacksmiths were hard at work. The people were tense. For they knew what lay before them. Defenses were quickly being built and every dwarf that could fight given arms. The dwedmar were assembling and all of the realm knew it.

 

     The Legion war horn blew loudly amongst the silence. Legionnaires rushed quickly to its sound forming around their Commanders. Citizens of the city soon followed after. The crowd grew and grew at the base of the city gate.

 

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Grand Marshal Jorik Grandaxe stood at the head of the column. He stood silent for some time looking over his soldiers.

 

"I will not beat around the bush. Our enemies are at our doorstep. However, hope is not lost. We have held before and we will hold again. We stand as no other is. We stand for all the free peoples of Athera. This world is at stake. Now you may hear words of discouragement or of despair; but I tell you now. You cannot ever back down. Fortune favors the brave and as I can see it you are the bravest of men I know."

 

"Battle approaches... We must stand in defense of our race. For if they do not show honor. At least we will. We will stand and fight for the name of our fathers, for the name of our wives, for the name of our children, and for the name of all dwarves."

 

Jorik would pause looking over the crowd of dwarves

 

"The fire of dwarves lies in each and very one of you. You may not agree with each other always. You may not even like each other always. Yet through all of it, we are family. And as a family we will stay together... always."

 

Jorik darts his eyes from dwarf to dwarf before stating simply

 

"Unleash your fire"

 

 

((OOC: Warclaim is set to take place this Sunday at 3 pm EST (thats 12:00 PST and 8:00 GMT) at Kal'Karaad in the dwarf mountains. Rally will be one hour before! If you have any questions whatsoever do not hesitate to shoot me a pm! This should be a fun one hope all of you can make it!))

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Demagol sighs "Why won' it end..jus' fer ah few bloodeh years, le' us 'ave some peace." He sighs, walking into his hall, and from within the Doomforged's hall, the pounding of hammer on metal is heard.

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Demagol sighs "Why won' it end..jus' fer ah few bloodeh years, le' us 'ave some peace." He sighs, walking into his hall, and from within the Doomforged's hall, the pounding of hammer on metal is heard.

 

Jorik would spot Demagol walking into his forge and follows him

 

"Ye' see all t'is? T'is is all gonna be gone if weh' donna' defend"

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"is 'dis ze' same war 'dat was caused by ze' game of penguins"

Upon such an announcement, Verrik begins barricading his house.

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Should Publius have heard this, he'd simply point out that bravery doesn't get you anywhere when your pride directs you to run against the greatest army on Athera over a name.

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"OZ KAZRAN" Rhewen shouts before going back to work in his hall, reving up his bagpipes, he smirks and says "Oor' bagpoips will brea' teh skois!"

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Demagol growls at him as he enters his clan hall "Ge' ou' of my bloodeh 'all. Do ye t'ink ah don' know t'at it'll be gone? And do ye t'ink ah don' wan' tu' save it? Well yer wron'. Bu' ah'm also tired of fiogh'n at t'e vereh leas' dree wars in ah bloodeh row! Ah've ah personal liofe tu' ge' tu', an' ah clan tu' 'andle."

 

He rubs a hand down a stressed and tired face "Is peace realleh t'at bad of ah t'ing tu' ask fer?"

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Agnar Sharpens his weapons hearing the clashing within the smithing and says to himself.

 

"I Shall not die bah worthless Oreniens"

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Drynn Ireheart stood upon an icy hill, his hammer wedged in his hand, and his muscles tensed. He stood awaiting, ready to prove his name and defend the city that took him in.

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Ioannis grabs his bow and heads for the walls 

 

"Lets see how many of them will die before retreating"

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Rick Zavadsky hope this isnt a 15 second battle like the other ones, he wants a challenge!

Hopes Rick will keep his inhaler close while fighting, the sheer freight within him might cause him to suffocate again.

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As Eachan listens in on the speech, only one phrase enters his mind, and shouts,

 

"T'ES. ES. URGUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! ARUU ARUU ARUU ARUU!"

 

As he screams, a small tear forms at the corner of his right eye, already sure of how this fight will end and what fate most likely awaits him. It's better to have love then lost, than to have loved at all!

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Zevíar Frøydís grunts, strapping on his best set of gear and ripping his battleaxe from the loop.

"Father, watch over me in this battle." He says, rushing over in aid to the rest of the dwarfs.

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