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OLD WOUNDS REOPENED

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OLD WOUNDS REOPENED


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And the uruk carcass gathered in a wretched mound beneath the snowy precipice, no match for Igor Ireheart and the Hammer of Barradin, which quivered in his left hand.”

   The Chronicles of Igor Ireheart Volume II, Wulfgar Grandaxe circa 1642.

 

The drums of war sound from deep within Kal’Evraal, calling the dwed to arms once more. Utak watches atop the obsidian throne as his kinsfolk swell in the hall before him, a reunion of dwed in defence of their country. 

 

Feuds forgotten, a kinship reforged in common cause, the dwed once again rally to defend Urguan from the Uruk locusts. The scourge in the east is a threat that grows ever stronger; Krugmar have sanctioned attacks against dwed, and prevented any peaceful resolution to the situation from happening. 

 

A Dwed has turned up beardless, tortured and savaged by Krughai bandits - an act celebrated by the Krugmar Rex. This is a betrayal that must be avenged, and a grudge that must be resolved. The greenskins will be dealt with once and for all, as old foes meet again.

 

Utak raises his hand, quieting the room as he begins to address the audience below him.   

       

“I have given this moment much thought, and wondered what I might say to this congregation of my kin. I concluded that there is no wisdom that I can bestow upon this crowd, so rich with experience and knowledge, that it will not already possess. There is also no advice that can be offered by myself to a band of veterans such as this, so hardened by the trials of war, and so familiar with situations such as this.

 

Instead I will remind you of one thing - The axes and hammers of Urguan have grown restless, and savages threaten our kingdom and livelihood. You know what must be done to right this wrong and deal justice to those that offer us harm; bloody our weapons with our eastern enemy.

 

There is only one outcome that to be realised in this conflict, Dungrimm with us we shall ensure it.”

 

The King sits, as a raucous orchestra of roars and cries erupt around the hall. He offers a faint smile, readying himself to lead his Kingdom into war.

 

 


Type of War : Conquest

 

CBs : Discussed in Private.

 

Attackers : Urguan and Allies

 

Defenders : Krugmar and Allies

 

Wargoals : Conquest 

 

Location & Proposed

 

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Time : TBD

 

Contact Information : ?????????#1445

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“Make sure to bring your dice gentlemen, since the world is unstable. No way the dwarven armies and the orc armies can fight without falling through the floor!”

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Mika Goldhand would look over the missive with nothing but a simple nod upon his features filled with thought ”Then for Urguan it shall be, my blade will be red with blood and my armour worn out only through a BATTLE OF HONOR!he’d say before shouting out the dwarven cryARUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU” as he is making his way away from the missive to inform his close friends and family that he might not return for a while

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A younger Uruk, green in skin and experience, grins with excitement at the prospect of his very first battle. The gravity of the situation has not reached the young man as he marks a page in his journal for his first war poem.

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A large kub pounds his fists against his chest wildly, his eyes bloodshot as he’d scream “WAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH” among his brethren, shaking the halls of Krugmar. Orcs of all shape and size would file through the forge, hammers and banging of metal sounding throughout the castle.

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”Go hit medul wif hammur mijetZ!” Bapzapz calls out.

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The fetus of a baby ireheart would chuckle. . .

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Aru! Aru! Aru! Nagorain would shout as he would sharpen his axe

 

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Gimgrimmor unzips his bagpipes with Dwarven Intent.

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