dwarf Candidacy For An Empty Throne

[Serf 647]

 

-A written account of Thoak’s speech on his intentions for candidacy of High King of Kaz’Ulrah-

 

Before the great entrance hall of the library within Kal’Tarak, an old but familiar dwed stands. The blindfold covering his eyes would be recognized by most older dwed, and to beardlings, someone of legend. His kit would shine with silver brilliance, partly covered by a faded crimson satin robe. His belt would bare the sacred symbol of the Ar Yemarin Anaros. The symbol of anvil and flame.

 

“Khazadmar of Kal’Tarak and Kaz’Ulrah, gather before me and hear the words of an ancient ancestor! I, Thoak, Elder of Clan Goldhand, Servant of the Brathmordakin, breath my intent for candidacy of the throne! My bones are ancient, and my beard grows even more white. However, the fires of Yemekar still burn bright within me! Instead of withering away, the Brathmordakin keep me here for a purpose I’ve yet to figure out. In my beardling years, I’ve served the many Grand Kings of Urguan in works pertaining to organizing workforce’s, governing over holds, and mercantile, but in the end, none have satisfied me nor the Brathmordakin. In Anthos when our ancestral hold first began to sway towards decadence, stagnation, and corruption, I rallied clans in secret to usurp the throne from such corruption. However, I foolishly walked away, throwing everything that we worked for to the abyss. As corruption choked the life of Urguan, and one could equate it to Khorvad’s influence, I soon began to deeply regret my lack of action in stopping it when it started. Everyday I could feel our ancestors longing gaze upon my shoulders, the Brathmordakin’s, even heavier. When Verthaik the Second led the Frostbeards from Urguan, I saw it as a chance to appease the ancestors. With open arms, I accepted Verthaik’s decision in forming a new kingdom, pure and untainted by the honorless. Naturally as a Goldhand, the task of finances were my responsibility, however I soon found no satisfaction in doing it. Instead, I took up work as a servant to the Brathmordakin, leading our kin away from decadence of Urguan’s past clergy, and teaching them the true way of our ancestors. Unfortunately, the forming of the Clergy and the defeat of Urguan was still not enough for I still feel a dreadful gaze upon my shoulders.

 

So I have concluded that the ancestors demand more of me for my past negligence! By claiming the throne of Kaz’Ulrah and its holdings, I take an oath before the High Ancestor Lords, the Brathmordakin, to lead the Khazadmar to great lengths. The Ar Yemarin Anaros lay dormant with temples and shrines to the Brathmordakin lacking. Our military rendered to nothing but a militia. The seas surrounding our great hold lay unprotected and unconquered while our navy nonexistent! Outside of our hold, our lands lay a cobbled mess riddled with rotting buildings and structures that serve no purpose. A waste and a shame to Anbella who inspired those lands! Around us our city sits in stagnant construction while others speak of hosting celebrations, a fate suited for those indulging in decadence! However, I do not come here with intentions of a warmonger. The Clergy will awaken, sparking the fires of unity among all Khazadmar, even those beyond our lands. Our ancestral traditions will be revived, and sacred holidays properly celebrated. As Yemekar demands, the innovations and advancements made by dwed in all fields will be promoted greatly. Those who align themselves with our agenda, and sworn allies will also relish in the success we bring, for their support will not be forgotten! I ask for those of you who have gathered here to consult with your Clanfathers, and for those who are Clanfathers to take careful consideration in casting your vote. For those who are candidates and Clanfathers, self reflect and make a decision whether your vote is out of selfish indulgences of power or for the Khazadmar of Kaz’Ulrah and beyond.

 

Narvak oz Kaz’Ulrah, Narvak oz Brathmordakin, Narvak oz Khazadmar!”

 

Thoak bows his head at an angle before the gathered crowd, awaiting for a response.

 

( OOC: for those concerned about my inactivity in game, I have been in Japan for the past 6 months and will be returning to the States October 5th. Japan’s timezone doesn’t work for peak hours on the server )

[Slothtastic 761]

“Isn’t there already a queen?” Remarks a Mountain Dwarf. 

[Serf 647]

“She intends on steppin’ down from tae throne.”

[DrHope 609]

Kazrin would be in his office grumpy, wondering about the loud racket outside the library

[Burnsy 437]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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