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~ Where The Forest Reaches The Mountain ~

[!] An invitation would hang on the Notice Board of Urguan and Tree Trunks of Hefrumm. A detailed drawing of the Dwarven Mountainside covered by a forest.

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The first decade of Almaris has proven abundant for the prodigious mountain ranges and vast forests of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. Hefrumm, the village of the forest dwarves, now being closer than ever to the capital city, Kal’Darakaan, has brought a great merge of culture between all of Yemekar’s children. A testament to the fruitful future of all Kazad’mar, Belka has now brought forth a union of Agnarumm and Hefrumm through marriage.

 

Rarely is there time for revelry and joy in the world of politics, more often than not when one takes on a role to serve their people, their life is dedicated to duty and compromise. The High Chief of Hefrumm proves that this though, is not always the case. With Anbella’s guidance, she has found immense joy in caring for her people, guiding lost forest dwed home, and leading Hefrumm into an age of prosperity. 

 

With her duties firmly devoted to the future of all Hefrumm, the High Chief’s prospects of a family life have led her to a lengthy courtship with a charming Agnarumm. 

 

Most days spent welcoming guests from behind the bar or knees deep in fermented ale, the Iron Baron of Urguan has dedicated his life to serving the patrons of the Queen’s Bounty and crafting the unique brews he devises deep within the Grandaxe Clan Hall Brewery. He helps guide the nation towards prosperity through The Brewers’ Guild of Urguan, training the next group of Kazad’mar in the art of brew making.

 

When The Iron Baron was blindsided by Belka’s blessing he quickly found himself elated at the prospect leading him into a lengthy courtship with an alluring Hefrumm.

 

After many years, the two have decided to join together in marriage under the eyes of the Brathmordakin. 

 

The Marriage between The High Chief of Hefrumm, Chief of the Blackroot Clan, and Seer of the Brathmordakin, Yazmorra Blackroot, and The Iron Baron and Grand Brewmaster of Urguan, Levian’Tol Grandaxe will take place within the halls of Kal’Darakaan with the ceremony being held inside The Temple of The Worldmaker. The revelry is not limited to just the Kazad’mar of Urguan, but the invitation extends to all those across Almaris who wish for good food, great drinks, and better company.

 

To begin the celebration, prior to the ceremony, the couple will participate in a Lover’s Brawl in the Grand Arena of Kal’Darakaan. A tradition of Da Seers Eron Hefruth, the brawl will symbolize Belka’s blessing of strength in love. Following the duel, the pair will freshen up and make their way to Temple for the wedding ceremony. With an addition of Seer customs to a traditional Da Kirkja Dverga ceremony, the pair will declare a blood oath followed by an exchanging of silver rings atop their wedding bands in Anbella’s honor. The celebration will then conclude with a feast in the Queen’s Bounty. 

 

Anbella’s warmest blessings to those who attend. 

 

 

Signed by,

Iron Baron and Grand Brewmaster of Urguan Levian'Tol Grandaxe

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High Chief of Hefrumm, Seer of the Brathmordakin, and Chief of The Blackroot Clan Yazmorra Blackroot

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[!] Several small Wood Sparrows would deliver special invitations to the hands or mailboxes of multiple individuals outside of Urguan’s borders.

Special Invitations are extended to:

The citizens of The Kingdom of Norland and in particular,

High Keeper Alisa Camian, Terra, Barrel Prince Tavish Faretto, Marshal Donovan Freysson, Vane, Count Eugeo de Astrea, Former King of Norland Caedric Edvardsson, Ludvina Lunner

The citizens of Talon’s Part and in particular,

The Minister of Defense Athri Onfroi Belrose

The citizens of The Free Trade State of Sutica and in particular,

Trade Monarch Mika Uialben, Minister of Defense Dominic Elmoran

The citizens of The Kingdom of Oren and in particular,

Former Mayor of Helena Alpha Carrington

The citizens of The Crown of Elvenesse and in particular,

The High Priestess of Elvenesse Sonna Vuln’miruel

 

(In the famous words of Jorvin Starbreaker, “Remember, gift giving is a Dwarven tradition.”)

 

OOC: Feb 6th (Saturday), 4pm EST.

For those who wish to attend, Lover’s Brawl @ 3pm EST

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Yazmorra Blackroot glances over the invitations beside Levian'Tol, clinking her mug of whiskey against his. "Let's just 'ope meh little sparrows can make et all teh way up Nort'."  She chuckles, tying each scroll to a lineup of fifteen wood sparrows, flapping their wings eagerly. "An' aye'm goin' teh kick yeh arse en t'at brawl meh armoruk." 

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Alpha Carrington smiled down at the letter, "exciting!"  the aging lady would comment to herself.

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"Arhhhh" A grumlbing joyful cheer could be heard "Mhe lettle lass getten beg fast ehm.." The proud Beorn say with a grin ever so wide before turning to his son. "Aye boy, abut toime ya get yerself ah lasseh nae? Harharhar" he'd laugh warmly patting the bulky shoulders of his son. 

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Motsham Dura'Raguk, the Uruk Shaman squints their eyes as they're ageing and cannot read too good when it comes to long documentations. As the news spreads about pretty quickly by the amount of invited people, this Raguk doesn't see any Krugmar invites, shrugs and returns to staring at a wall speaking to trees within the Spiritual realm of Freygoth, Spirit of the Wild

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6 hours ago, Forestdwarfman said:

"Arhhhh" A grumlbing joyful cheer could be heard "Mhe lettle lass getten beg fast ehm.." The proud Beorn say with a grin ever so wide before turning to his son. "Aye boy, abut toime ya get yerself ah lasseh nae? Harharhar" he'd laugh warmly patting the bulky shoulders of his son. 

"Teranir laughs with an equally warm laugh as his father. "aye aye, well suppose ter's time enoug' fur t'at.. "He then scratches his chin in discomfort, remembering the strange image of Levian 'Tol with his bare feet in his ales. Teranir seems unaware of this brewing technique. "Well me wish t'em bot' gud luck! "He smiles warmly. "

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"Aw hell, I got specifically invited." Tavish would remark, looking down at the invitation. "I guess I have to go, then."

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Sonna Vuln’miruel read over the letter with a bright smile, immediately jumping around her room in glee. “My old friend is getting married! I have to figure out what to get him!” The High Priestess grabbed her staff and sent out to find the perfect gift.

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 " Aneh reason beh a good reason fer a pish up ! "

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Durorn Irehearts gets his suit and bowtie ready for the wedding.

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Upon receiving the invitation, Bryldryn Grandaxe slumps down on her bed in the palace and wails: "Me wee brotheh 'as grown up an' es marrin' a beautiful lass!!" 

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Athri Onfroi Belrose nodded her head, reading over the invitation while she had some spare time. "Wonder what'd be a nice gift..." She quietly said, setting the paper on her desk as she got back to work.

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Yarrow'Lur the eternally angry goblin grumbles, looking over the invitation that had been belatedly foisted upon them in Talon's Port. "Zkah." 

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