ONE DOWN...

[Lefty 1696]

16 YEARS AGO the Urukmar of the Eternal Uzg brutalized the honorable Urist Ireheart, disfiguring his hands, his very means of working, his means of honoring the Brathmordakin. This atrocious act did not go unnoticed, and for over a decade did the Sons of Yavok wage vicious GRUDGE WAR on the Urukmar over the course of three rexes. There were efforts to resolve it, the ferocious folk of Kjellos had displayed the mercy of the Lady Belka and offered terms to Krugmar, but the Urukmar again failed in their honor, and again did the blood flow.

 

Kjellos wills it.

 

A few stone days past, the Elder Clan Ireheart and their blood bound allies Clan Doomforged made a last final effort to resolve the grudge. They made a plan, and with the cunningness of the Lord Grimdugan did they succeed; the Rex was captured by Bakir Ireheart alongside his Doomforged kinsmen. By his knees the grobbi was dragged across Arcas, from the Eastern Sahara to the White Mountains of the West, and Rex Murdok’Lak was thrown to the tiles of Ireheart Clan Hall. Here again did the Clan Lord Axel Ireheart offer one last mercy to the continued dishonored Urukmar. Perhaps Ogradhad that day smiled on Yemekar’s most brutish creation, and offered Krug’s heir a blessing of wisdom, for Murdok’Lak surrendered to their terms.

 

 

 

OVER THE NEXT SEVERAL YEARS, for the Sons of Yavok know that any would need a moment of respite after being at the receiving end of their fury, the Krugmar shall pay the Elder Clan Ireheart their due war reparations.

THESE ARE,

 

In the year 1798 shall the Krugmar gift without conditions a plot of land, 100 by 100 meters to the Sons of Yavok.

 

In the year 1799 shall the Krugmar build a statue of the Paragon Emperor Dragonslayer Kjellos between said plot of land and the capital of the Krugmar, viewable from each location.

 

In the year 1800 shall the Krugmar pay a sum of 10,000 minas to the Sons of Yavok.

 

IN TURN, effective immediately,

 

Elder Clan Ireheart strikes their grudge from that most hallowed book of dwarfdom, the GREAT BOOK OF GRUDGES.

 

Elder Clan Ireheart vows not to enforce any of their trials on the Urukmar of the Krugmar, and trials with those of Krugmar shall only persist should a mutual agreement be made for a fair and just HONOR DUEL.

 

Signed by,

Axel Ireheart, Clan Father of Clan Ireheart

Murdok’Lak, Swampgoth of Clan Lak, Rex of Krugmar

 

 

One down.

 

Folk of the woods, Elvenesse, hear our final offer of empathy. There are among you two who had made themselves arbiters of Justice. The two of you, read this missive, hear my voice; Let yourself be honorable. You have done a great disservice to your community, and out of cowardice, pride or some unholy combination of the two, you reside yourself to the woods, and are unwilling to face any sliver of consequence. 

 

Tell yourself whatever justification you desire, but there is no denying the TRUTH. Our trials were enacted fairly, and your own Sea Prince allowed them to persist on the roads. There were efforts being made for a compromise over the trials, but before any resolution was found in a false sense of justice you cut down one of our own with no trial, just because he was visiting a friend, one of your own. When a trial was sought, it was a sham and one of you, Laetranis, declared before those gathered you would deny any punishment that in any way marked him permanently. 

 

Laetranis ap Tahorran, Eir’thall Ilathdyn, you two have made yourselves arbiters of Justice, now hide not from it. Face the music, resolve this for yourself and for your people. Else, the grudge declared shall persist, it shall escalate, and you shall not be able to hide in your woods forever. Settle this soon, and it can end here.

[Cheezzy_Garlik 540]

Aghuid Ireheart hacks off pieces of stewed Wood elf fingers and singing a song to himself “la la lala, oill ‘ave leatranes’s ‘ead, soon ‘ell beu dead, an ‘ell go on moi wood elgeh soup spread!”

[Beamon4 1690]

Dimlin Irongut nods in response to the declaration "t'is needed to happen" 

[Chase 3793]

Evar'tir contemplates the enhanced mechanical combat abilities of one Aghuid Ireheart as he takes a long draw upon a cigar, crumpling the missive and promptly tosses it into a trashcan because he cares for the environment. "man." He uttered the sacred phrase, promptly going off to do just about anything more productive with his time.

[Dhaelena 589]

Dhaen Grandaxe examines the missive as the shadows of the tavern's hearth danced on stony walls. Folding up the parchment, she wearily tucks it into her apron pocket before lifting her gaze.

 

"May Dungrimm bless t'ose ov' de Ireheart Clan wit' swift justice fer d'eir kin."

[Elite Snipes 3563]

Bakir Ireheart within the clan hall of Clan Ireheart could be heard sharpening a blade, placing it aside and grabbing another beginning the same process “16 years it took for the kin of Krug to stop the slaughter of their people. I wonder how long it will take the Elfies” He’d say chuckling to himself.

[Andustar 4143]

"Something you neglect to mention is that a settlement was reached, with the counsel of the High Prophet, no less."

Olórin Telemnar stated, staring blankly at the parchment, before tossing it into the fire.
"You would have us trust you at your word, whenever it was your clansmen who failed to abide by the terms of a sacred grudge?  It's high time you upheld those ideals of honour, of which you preach.  Perhaps then there'll be a resolution to this madness."  

[ShyDisaster 183]

[!] While reading what the Irehearts had written this time, Kretz'Ox coulnd't feel anything else than pure disgust. From the other threats thrown at his nation he could find even something amusing, but not from this one. This one was not fun. Though, the disgust Kretz felt was not against his own kind or his Rex, but against the Irehearts. Those unhonorable creatures claiming to do what's right, just bringging bad news with themselves where ever they went. Kretz was not sure if they did this out of their own stupidity or was the choice intentional. "This beter bring an end to thiz skah! Yw, juzt te idea of 'em havin a piece of our land agh havin to build som skahin statue for 'em is makin mi feel sick.. but, if Murdok has som plan to maik senze of thiz all, mi do houp he sucseeds on it. Would hait to peep thoze Ireheart deemonz kauzin useless problemz again for their own entertainment."

[Zacho 2177]

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OOC: the fact that all reparations conveniently to be paid are due on next map seems a bit oocly driven since you know it'll be next map by then instead of simply doing it effective immediately, but maybe its just me.

 

[Guzr 2050]

"Sent to their knees by dishonorable midgets. . ." A self-whitewashed Matumakh sits down, taking in the news. "Krug help them."

[Shezept 304]

A plant in their finally designed attiar hears upon their once friendly Nation of Orcs. Snorting upon hearing the news by the Irehearts this plant creature raises a cup "Haha Funny" They'd remark with a grin from ear to ear "If the Brathmordakin was real I'm sure these lovely little men would of praised them dearly. But I'm sure the descendents of the Irehearts are chuckling in Khaz’A’Dentrumm. Good Show."

[ninjaclimb1 432]

"dat ahm embarazzin'." kolaz'lak muttered, having heard of what had happened.

[pkdon 1978]

21 minutes ago, ninjaclimb1 said:

"dat ahm embarazzin'." kolaz'lak muttered, having heard of what had happened.

“Veri” Boruk’Lak muttered in agreement, then returning to praising Laklul

[OddOllie123 255]

Kolmuth sat in the corner of the clan hall. The shadow of the wall beside him looming over him. In this darkness he spoke to Ursa.

"Oiy saw da Mr. Rexy, at one point 'e spat on teh ground! Wasnt vereh polite of 'im is w'at meemaw woul'av tol' meh.... oiy 'ope teh elfies dun do dat t'ough, maybeh te'yll beh more polite if oiy ever ge' ta meet one!"

He then sat up from his cosy little corner. Licking his lips as he spotted the nearby venison.