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To The Kin of Kaz'Ulrah

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[!] From the Frostbeard clan hall, groups of Dwed would file out, spreading and pinning the missive to wherever! [!]

 


TO THE KIN OF KAZ’ULRAH

THE HORN CALLS

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8th of the Grand Harvest, 1722

 

My brothers and sisters, true kin of Kaz’Ulrah. It has not even been a century since the fall of Kal’Tarak, and in turn, our beautiful kingdom. Although it may have only been a simple blink in our lifespan since then, its effects on us would last for a lifetime. I know many of you since the fall, joined your brethren in Agnarum & Holm- and rightfully so. There is no shame in standing with your brethren. But I know many more of you refused to stand alongside those that we had once despised, whose blood we spilled on the snow-topped fields of Jornheim. It was we who stormed Fort Kovakirr. And, it was they, Urguan, who fought alongside the Empire of Man during the Last Atlas Coalition, while we fought to the last man.

        But now, it is nowhere more apparent than now that the dwarves should no longer stand separated. We dwed should not, and will not, toil under the boot of the umri, elgus, nor uruks. For the survival of our existence, we need unity. The ever-wise Clan Elder and son of Hamnil Frostbeard, Argnos Frostbeard, foresaw this, and, alongside Garrond Frostbeard and myself, brought Clan Frostbeard to the Underrealm of Urguan. Our clan, the core of the Kingdom of Kaz’Ulrah, rivals of the Urguanites, would eat and drink alongside our fellow dwed once more. Not all came, however, citing our long and bloodied history. 

         The defense of dwed-kind stands above our grudges. And so, the horn calls, bellowing from the highest mountain peaks, and through the deepest valleys. It calls to the sons of Kaz’Ulrah, to those who survived the tumultuous fall of our Kingdom.

 

The Dwed stand in Urguan!

 

As Ograhad Decrees,

 

 Clan Father Vithar Frostbeard,

Son of Verthaik II Frostbeard

 


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(formatted it wrong bud but thats ok :dd)

 

Jorgan, only a young beardling when he fled from Kal'Tarak before the siege, smiled with the utmost pride. "We stand unoited."

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High Preceptor Baldin Frostbeard is proud of the wisdom that the young clan father shows.

“Thes lad seems tu be tha leada’ the Frostbeards need during these times. Tha Brathmordakin smile at ‘is words.”

Edited by ✗ ≬ ≬ ♏αɟεoℓog ≬ ≬ ✗

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Fimlin grins heartily through his beard from his retirement home.

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Bhammil Frostbeard, would read the missive with tears falling from his eyes, he would wipe the tears off his face, he would clear his throat “Da Frostbeard kazamar needs tu be’ reunited once agaen, under da banner ov Urguan! Same as da rest ov dwarf ov Kaz’Ulra’! We da dwarves ‘re stronga’ toget’a! Narvok oz Frostbeard! Narvok oz Urguan!” Bhammil would exclaim.

 

 


 

Hekkaes Goldhand would stay in his house in the under-realm of Urguan, when a Frostbeard would take the missive from the Frostbeard going to open it...he would read the missive for a few seconds, as PTSD attacks would strike Hekkaes, feeling nausea and almost vomitting, Hekkaes calms himself down before saying ”Oi was born as a Kaz’Ulra’ dwarf, but we all dwarves s’are da same bluud frum Urguan! Even t’o Oi felt Ulra’ fall like a stab en moi ‘eart, Oi got ova’ et, et es toime fo’ da rest ov Ulra’ dwarves tu du da same ‘nd return to their kin!” Hekkaes would say that, as he would go to sit on his bed, trying to relax after the PTSD attack.

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Hobjord Frostbeard returns from the Skygods’ prisons, war-axe in hand and a smile on his face. He pats his brother, Jorgan, on the back. “More dweds mean ta’ more umri ballsacks Oi can plaster over me walls as trophies. Arruuuu ye syphilis bearin’ fucks, Arruuu!” 

 

Edited by WilliamTanner

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Ajax frostbeard, from the far reaches of his hermit isolation can hear the horns...... He grabs his hammer.. "The hearth mother calls me once more to look after her children.... So be it..."

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Kilgar Frostbeard, a young dwarven boy who witnessed none of this, simply nodded and agreed with his clan father.

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Horren ‘Rosebush’ Bogbelly would read one of the missives, smoking some minty kush from his wooden pipe ”vereh well...”

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