Ireheart Reformations - Clan Hall, Training

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2nd of The Amber Cold, 1561

 

The sounds of warriors drilling and smiths hammering can be heard echoing throughout the dwarven capital of Kal'nerroth, a sudden boom in Ireheart activity appears to have gotten everyone by surprise. At the head of the sudden population spike, Dain Ireheart, the current Ireheart clan father, can be seen accompanied by the two newest Ireheart elders, Gruiedin of the Hawks and Oin of the Wolves.

 

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"Yeh fawkin' useless fawks, told yeh t'ings gonneh be changin' 'round 'ere. First t'ings first, we got eh new clan 'all, all fawkin' Irehearts gu d'ere 'n get fawkin' assigned teh yeh combat branch. Afteh d'at, yeh fawks get teh fawkin' work. Eh want evreh smit'  makin' armur, evreh mineh fawkin' strippin' teh mines, ehn evreh FAWKIN' UNE OF YEH FAWKS DRILLIN'! Eh'll make eh fawkin' clan outteh yeh 'lot yet. AWND NU FAWKIN' BOOKS, BOOKS ARE FUR FAWKIN' PANZIES! YEH FAWKIN' FOREST DWARVES 'EAR MEH!? PANZIES!"

 

 

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Gruiedin would rise to a stand, his hands folded behind his back as he surveys the busy Dwarves.

He would speak with a calm resoluteness unlike that of his father before him...

"Elf ears. Three pairs. Diff'rent races, 'alf-elf included. Oi want som', don' care what ye' do wi't 'um afteh ye' shown 'um me, jus' get et don'. Den ye'll be worth som'then' to us."

Gruiedin would sit back down, a smirk donning his face at the thought of the events to come.

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[Greener 687]

You hear an odd familiar chuckle from down the bridge within the city. A short dwed with a thick bushy beard, his belly plump and his arms ripped. A tune begins from a short figure beside him.

 

 

Odin clicks his figures singing as he walks in "Alalalalaalalaaaaaa," he jumps brazier to brazier his belly flopping side to side. "Guud to beh home."

[Crowbill 493]

"Suh, deh fokers are returnin?" Hellio says to an unknown follower next to him that informed him about the shouting. "Aye, dat d'ose sound loike deh Ire'earts... gud tuh see someone capable is runnin' dem agehn" he'd chuckle, grabbing more planks from a table next to him.

[ThumperJack 927]

A Doomforged nods "Gud ta' see otheh kin comin' 'bout. Maybeh Bastion's wit'em."

[Kardel 1054]

As he reads his weekly briefing, Kardel recieves word of the sudden spike in Ireheart activity, seemingly the only such spike in the Kingdom.

"Ah be glad dat a capable lad's been takin' o'er dis defunct clan. He gives honor ta da souls o' Dreek, Igor, an' Kjell. Yemekarr wills, 'e moight even return dis clan ta da glory it once 'eld. Dese lads 'ave deserved deir land."

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A heavily armored division of Irehearts can be seen rallying, they prepare for battle against the Ironborn!

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Somewhere, a wee Dwarven lass nods in approval.

[Aengoth 2890]

"PROTECT YER SHEEP!" - Aengoth

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Agnar Ireheart smiles at his little brother as he yells at all the beardlings

"CUM ON I MADE 'IM CLAN FARTHA FOR A REASON KEEP WORKIN'!"

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