Winter is Coming

[Hot_Dip 789]

 

 

Through the mountain passes of Atlas, columns of blue tattooed Dwedmar marched. They marched in unison - they marched with purpose. They marched with pride - they marched with vengeance. They marched to reclaim what they knew to be theirs.

 

With the fall of Kaz’Ulrah a wave of disgust overcame the Frostbeard survivors. After spending years building up other lesser clans, they found nearly all of them to be weak-minded. Easily tricked and twisted, these clans fell to the smooth words of those who knew neither to lead nor build a nation. They spoke of a rosy future, a united dwedmar governed by a democracy in which anyone could partake - a future they could neither provide nor intended to provide upon taking power.

 

After being disjointed for many years, the Frostbeard conscious was once again being awoken however. They longed for the thrust of a blade, for a proper battle, and for the blood of those who did not deserve the title of DWED. They longed for Grandaxe blood, for Irongrinder blood, for blood of all the petty clans which had risen and basked in Kaz’Ulrah’s kindness - only to turn their backs upon it for a craven led nation known as ‘Assgarum’.

 

There would be no kinslaying this time - only massacres of kin traitors. There would be no peace talks either - only the sharp ends of axes. There would be no allied clans - only the Frostbeards and those who acknowledged their Brathmordakin mandated superiority. This time would be different - this time there will be justice.

 

As the Frostbeards marched home from a successful raid on Assgarum and their petit military, they sang and chanted. They counted their loot and shared it amongst one another. They praised their leaders and their ancestors. They swore in the name of Kaz’Ulrah Frostbeard. By the time they had arrived to camp, word had already spread through Atlas. The Frostbeards had returned, and they had sent a clear message to those who had wronged them.

 

There Will Be No Mercy

 

[SubscriptShark2 197]

Gradon Frostbeard would cry out his war cry and would follow his brothers in death

[JokerLow 1317]

Bhammil ‘Mountainfucker’ Frostbeard would shout from the Frostbeards camp, ripping off his shirt as he would curse the days of Agnarum “ARUUUUUUUUUUUUU! T’ere s’all be nae foken merce’!” draws his bloody axe, blood still dripping on the axe.

[Garrond 249]

Garrond Frostbeard would let out a war cry, “ARRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU”, smashing his shield with his war axe

[Fimlin 1997]

“Very cool” says Fimlin.

[ninjaclimb1 432]

Thorrond Frostbeard let out a warcry “ARUUUUUUU”

[Reeper40 21]

Grungot Frostbeard yells  WEH WILL AVE OUR VENGENCE NAE MERCY  ARUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

[sneakybandit 1650]

“Ah lovleh, teh frosties are just bringing their beards to me!” says Darek

[J33xt101 316]

Balrog nods and renders a salute to the Frostbeards before shouting, 

Now t’is a’ respect, go get em! 

[Medvekoma 2073]

“I’m gone for 20 years and the dwarves are in a civil war again. As expected, Fimlin. You were welcomed to Kaz’Ulrah for reconciliations, I sat with you for discussions and you drank our mead. Only to wage war on us and prance on the corpses of starved and dead Dwedmar, crowned a king of nothing.”

 

 

“Narvak oz Kaz’Ulrah. Kavir oz Arcadia.”

[Treaty 1353]

Azkel would stroke Hamnil’s Scalped Beard “Huh”

[JokerLow 1317]

1 minute ago, Treaty said:

Azkel would stroke Hamnil’s Scalped Beard “Huh”

Bhammil ‘Mountainfucker’ Frostbeard would wonder what Azkel the ONLY and TRUE clan father of the blackfists thinks.

[Treaty 1353]

“The Blackfists started this with their rebellion, now, they attempt to raid us on the daily. They will never learn” Azkel would add in

[Chthonian_ 100]

Pereus Frostbeard pats his massive egg-like head whilst stroking his belly with his hand at the same time ”ARUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! Ye Fockin’ sons o’ bitcheeeees!”  

[D3F4LT 1026]

Wow lads a new place called 'Assgarum' oi wonder w'o leads t'e place, proble' Raomir.

 

go go dwedmar ranggeerrss...