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The Re-Militarization of the Ruhnland


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The mountain of the dwarves rumbled beneath the cloudless night skies of Arcas. The sound of drums echoed through the halls as the dwedmar filtered into the square in between row upon row of armored legionnaires. On the great dais before them, Under-King Atandt Irongrinder stood with arms raised, shouting.

 

My honorable kin!

 

As many of you already know, a delegation was sent this past stone day to the nation that now proclaims itself as the Holy Orenian Empire. Accompanied by several Rikkins and the Grand Marshal, our Lord Chancellor met with those who represented the Crown to address the issue of the sacrilege of our sacred ruins by their vassals and the construction of fortifications in our mountains, violating our long held treaty with them.

 

Do you know what they said?!

 

NO!

 

They would not answer to the dwarves nor would they honor our treaties of old!!

 

We remained neutral in their civil war and honored every mark of our treaty and in one fell swoop they tore it all down!

 

He cries as he swings a hand through the air in mimic of swinging an axe. He pauses as cries of uproar and anger fill the hall from citizen and legionnaire alike. He raises his hands once more to quiet the crowd before again beginning to speak…

 

What message shall we send at this grievous insult? Should we draw back and allow them this one slight only for them to take a mile out of the inch we give them?

 

Cries of dissent and “No!” ripple through the crowd in response.

 

Should we allow them to walk all over us and the honor with which we held our agreements with them?!

 

Further cries drift through the crowd, this time louder and more angry.

 

No!!

 

So I’ll tell you what we’re going to do. Why should we follow a treaty they claim no longer exists? Why should we lay low while their people dig up the tombs of our ancestors and build over the skeletons of our forefathers’ homes??

 

Echoes of “Kavir!” and “War!” rip through the crowd as the congregation matches the anger of the officials before them and above all else their Under-King.

 

No more I say!

 

From this moment forth these mountains are ours once again! Let our legion mobilize! Let the forts of old be dusted off and rebuilt anew!

 

Let the mountains be filled with mighty fortresses both belowground AND above!

 

Let the old order of the dwedmar’s complacency and willingness to be turned aside be brought down and from its ashes we shall rise anew! Mighty as our forebears! Steadfast as stone! Powerful and righteous in our quest as Yemekar has so charged us!

 

Re-militarize the Ruhnland!

 

In his right hand he grips an intricately carved blade which he thrusts into the air, runes along its length flashing brightly. In his left he grips a Belka rune, his voice projecting out across the masses as they scream and shout warcries in assent.

 

Go forth Sons of Urguan! Take back our lands! Remove the invaders!

 

Narvak oz Urguan

 

Kavir oz da Onor’umri!

 

At the end of his speech the cries of officers call out over the din of screaming citizens, calling commands to the lines of legionnaires. All at once the pounding of swords and axes against shields begin to match then drown out the cries of the citizens as the halls begin to fill with “ARU ARU ARU!”.

 

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Type of War & CBs (if applicable)

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Attackers

The Under-Realms of Urguan + Allies


Defenders

Pax Orenia


Wargoals:

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Location & Proposed Time

https://i.gyazo.com/aa0230665726c7bc7025420a8188663d.jpg 7/20/19 at 3:00 PM EST


Contact Information

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“NARVAK OZ DWEDMAR! NARVAK OZ URGUAN!” A proud commander shouts.

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We cooken?asks a lost dwarf

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”ARRUUU ARRUUU ARUUUU”

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"NARVAK OZ DWEDMAR! NARVAK OZ URGUAN!" A grandaxe would yell while grabbing his wheelchair.2gp0yn.jpg.590f4e4ecadd4ad0a90ddfef0dc3ea86.jpg

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An ashen-skinned lass bellows from beneath her helm, striking the butt of her spear rhythmically against the floor of the city. Thum. Thum. “Narvak oz Urguan. Narvak oz da Dwedmar!”

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Mafraedon Irongrinder beats his hammer against his shield amongst the clamor, yelling with the rest of the dwedmar, “NARVOK OZ URGUAN, ARUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!”

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(( OOC ))

 

Sup everyone, looks like it’s the first war since the newest release, so here’s a rundown.

 

If this war does not need staff involvement, we will not comment any further and you may ignore the rest of this reply.

 


 

Otherwise, if you need staff support for warclaims, special events, and other matters, we will do our best to help.

 

Once you guys have met up and had a chance to discuss terms, you can let us know that you are ready for staff to join the conversation between the sides. Please have ready your discussions, preferred terms, as well as conditions for the war. We will go over the process with you together.

 

If you need to know any details: we speak freely about the rules with nation leadership, so go for it and ask them your burning questions!

 

Cheers!

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*the boy would hear of the news of the declaration of war upon the Empire, and would laugh*

"Well, it looks like I was right after all then!"

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“T’e Ironguts stan’ by t’eir King, ARUUUUUUUUUUUU”

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