The Voidal Invasion Grudge

[SimplySeo 6999]

Deep within the halls of Kal’Evraal, within the deepest chamber of the labyrinthine-like library, Jorvin Starbreaker writes upon the most hallowed book in Dwarfdom, under the watchful eyes of the Remembrancers and it’s guards alike. A fresh wound drips soaking the bandage around his palm crimson, yet ever still his writing remains coherent and neat.

 

 

{ THE WRONGED }
Clan Starbreaker

{ THE ASSAILANT }
The Creatures of the Voidal Invasion

{ THE CRIME }
The Invasion of the Yemekar-Forged realm of Arcas
The Defilement of the Yemekar-Forged realm of Arcas
The Corruption and/or murder of an unknown number of Yemekar’s creations
The grievous injury of Azdal Starbreaker at the hands of the being known as ‘MOTHER’
The injury of Lulubelle Starbreaker at the hands of the being known as ‘GRIEF’
The attempted slaying of Jorvin Starbreaker at the hands of the being known as ‘MOTHER’

{ THE SETTLEMENT }
The utter capitulation of all voidal beings currently assaulting the realms of Arcas
The complete removal of all voidal corruption from the realm of Arcas
The death of the being known as ‘MOTHER’ at the hands of a Starbreaker
The death of the being known as ‘GRIEF’ at the hands of a Starbreaker

 

 

Narvak oz Gotrek
Yoth da Brathmordakin
Justice will be done
 

 

With his writing done as his hand begins to shake, Jorvin sets his quill down, and nods to the High Remembrancer, hoping for him to approve his grudge. With that he turns to leave, and prepares himself for his next ‘outing’ to the surface. @DrHope

[Wand 1220]

An elf recalls when decades ago a certain government attempted to warclaim the Fae Realm. He set the missive aside and returns to his forge halls, pondering the modified ballista designed by Azdl Starbreaker.

[Nooblius 7965]

Norli Starbreaker sits in the Ruined Runesmith, calmly sipping on some Dr Beard(TM), before he hears some rumor spreading, hearing words slip past the thin veil of secrecy over the gossip. “...Starbreaker...grudge...” Norli was mid sip of his delicious cold Dr Beard(TM) when he hears this, his eyes shooting open, and his grip of the drink slipping, the bottle crashing against the wood table. The two gossipers turn to see who dropped it, only to barely catch Norli sprinting towards the Library.

”No,” he vainly calls out repeatedly, “No no no no NOOO!” He makes his way after dashing up the spiraling road to the library, panting as he spies the book. “Please, not again, for the love of Anbella please don’t tell me my clan started ANOTHER random grudge over nothing.” He finally is close enough to read the words, and his eyes squint as he reads the paper of this most hallowed book. His expression changes as he realizes for once that a grudge wasn’t over something stupid, but changes back to concern as he realizes that several of his clansmen are injured. “May we honor Dungrimm in our courage, and bring peace to Yemekar’s creation. Narvak oz Urguan, Narvak oz Kornazkarumm.”

[Vermy 1484]

Horren ‘Rosebush’ Bogbelly is confused

[DwarvenDaddy 180]

Gimli prepares his bagpipes with grudgening intent.

[D3F4LT 1026]

Nagorain 'Stonefist' Emberhorn would grab a shovel and would start digging up Hodfair I ancient armor "Toime to use me fists again.... " he would say while placing his shovel aside as he dug up an old chest, he would crack it open and grab the old gear and would carry it inside his family's home "t'e Rocks learned me well t'e past years... toime to test me streng't on t'ose voidal beings..." he would then grab his hoe and would walk outside to start harvesting wheat that will serve as food for the sheeps...