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The Iron Accord


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Levian'Tol chuckles from behind the counter of The Queens Bounty reading over the document while enjoying a honied cigar, "A few decades en teh makin but 'ah suppose et's betteh late t'an ne'er!" He smiles before mumbling to himself "Narvok oz Urguan, Narvok oz teh Iron Accords"

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"Woo!" says the dwarf who got to use the King of Haense's personal toilet.

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Alexandra Ludovar beamed widely as the news spread about the City of Karosgrad. "So, when are we forming a coalition against Oren?" She remarked with a chuckle whilst seated before the fireplace in the Ludovar manor.

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Queen Isabel sat within her office in Karosgrad, penning letters to both the Queen of Norland and the future Queen of Urguan to arrange a date to meet with her now friends and allies to celebrate the news of their alliance, “The Highlanders and Dwarves allies at last! To the Iron age!" She'd exclaim, the toilet in the Nikirala Prikaz still out of order from the Dwarves visit!

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Brandt Barclay gives a thumbs up, wondering where they found the iron to make the accord as he gets ready to give some handshakes to Dwarves and Norlanders.

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Daniel mackensen would sip on some carrion. "If only we even had iron.. Good enough for me though."

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Dhaen Grandaxe slumps back at the table she claimed for herself in the Queen's Bounty, relieved the negotiations were finally made official and proud of all the dwarves that had taken part in them. She gazes out across the sweeping columns of Kal'Daraakan and raises a shot of newly imported Norlandic Vodka.

 

"Narvok oz Jorvin! Narvok oz THE IRON ACCORD!"

 

After downing the shot, she begins to respond to the warm letter sent by Queen Isabel and Queen Ancelie in excitement of friendly days to come with her allies.

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The High Keeper nodded, a smile appearing behind her mask as she filed her copy away for the sake of her record-keeping. "What a time to be alive. The political landscape continues to change in fascinating ways. What comes next, I wonder?"

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Maric var Ruthern cheers in elated joy upon hearing of the alliance, standing ready in his copper armour. "When we move to the iron age, this will be a truly strong alliance."

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"Beautiful.. This strenght can't be found nowhere except here, in Iron Accord!" The former warrior smirks, rubbing his beard as he pats his cousin Brandt with a grin.

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"TO THE IRON ACCORD!" Manfred Barclay, the Lord Marshal of Haense yelled as he raised a mug of carrion black into the air. 

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Aghuid Ireheart scratches his belly, sighing with a look of defeat on his face into the tavern to ask Dhaen again, what it says.

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"How long until Oren hastily concocts some alliance publication with their own vassals or something, got to do something to save face!" mused Hubert.

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