A DOOM OF DRAGONS

[Nooblius 7965]

“The Cult of Azdromoth is reaffirmed publicly as an Enemy of Urguan, and are warned to stray from dwarven lands else face the justice of Dungrimm.”

 

ᚢᛚᚱᛟ-ᚡᛖᛚᛖᚱᚨᚴ-ᛖᚱᛟᚾ-ᛞᚨ-ᚱᚺᚨᛞᚨᚡ’ᚴᚨᚱᚨᚨᛞ

ᚾᚨᚱᚡᚨᚴ-ᛟᛉ-ᛞᚨ-ᚴᛁᚱᚴᛃᚨ-ᛞᚡᛖᚱᚷᚨ

 

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A DOOM OF DRAGONS

ᛞᛟᚱ-ᛖᚱᛟᚾ-ᛞᚨ-ᛞᛟᚱᚴᚨᛞᚱᛖᛚ'ᚢᚱ'ᚴᚾᚢᛏ

 

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Three years ago this day, an atrocity was acted out against the holy hall of miracles, the Temple of the Worldmaker; sigils of Azdromoth and words of a vile twisted script were cut into the blessed stones that made up the shrines of the seven. Though evil, its effects were quickly undone, but one thing remained, and to this day remains still. 

 

A wrong not just against our people, but our very Gods.

 

To this day, this wrong has gone unpunished, though it was not alone. With this egregious injustice has been renewed a fire in the dwarven people, a forge-fire that shall work steel into weapons of terrible industrial vengeance. 

 

On the 9th of the First Seed, all able bearded dwarven workers are called to rally to the Halls of Ancient Might, where Yemekar’s Workforce shall forge together a terrible weapon of industry’s ire so that we shall reclaim the dwarven mountains and purge them from drakonic influence.

 

[OOC: May 6th at 4 PM EST, come to the capital of Urguan for some large scale siege weapon creation.]

 

The dwarven people though distracted by the bombardments of our shores by great dark fleets, by the attacks of Voidal Horrors, by the failed conquest of manlings; they have not once forgotten the crimes of the Cult of Azdromoth. The Black Titan remained on what our ancestor paragons refer to as borrowed time but now the mountain is awake, armed and ready. Our grudges are written, and our attention returned to our home valleys to enforce them.

 

Though not only must the Sunbroken hold of the Xannites be reclaimed for Yemekar and Order, but also the dwarves must be redeemed of any cultists who still flock to Azdromoth’s temptations. The crimes at the temple no doubt were the actions of dwarven defectors to Khorvad’s throng, among which Draakopf Brightiron has been spied slinking about the lands. 

 

To this end, Clan Doomforged is summoned to meet with the temple on the 12th of the Sun’s Smile before a host of the clergy, and explain how they are combatting the return of draconic spies with ties to their clan. The Legion of Urguan is also called to stand guard and at the ready.

 

[OOC: May 8th at 3 PM EST, come to Temple for some public inquisition RP. Time will be adjusted for attendance of Doomforged if needed.]

 

NARVAK OZ BRATHMORDAKIN

[Tabby64 1464]

Durin hammerforge waddles towards the temple, smithing tools in hand "it beh toime teh settle meh grudge!"

[twinwolf1 200]

*Hana Polishes her mace and sharpens her swords and other weaponry "Long time comin this been"

[Terry 2680]

Ulfric chuckled from his mountain home, a smile on his face. “Gud teh see ol’ Draakopf did nae learn ‘is lesson teh firs’ toime. Give ‘em anotheh taste ov dwedmar steel kin...”

[SimplySeo 6999]

Wrath of the Brathmordakin, Lord of Gotrek's Folk Jorvin Starbreaker bandages his still bleeding hand, having freshly entered a grudge into the Great Book. He nods in approval to Norli, before reaching for his war hammer. "Beards in belts lads, ah'n sharpen yer axes..."

 

 

"There is much work to be done."

[The Tough Guy 4319]

Sigrun Stormheart grumbles underneath his beard. "Brankhyn an' Draakopf, yeeh are both dumbarses." The angered Clan Father said, smacking both Brankhyn and Draakopf. 

 

Spoiler

@hotbox_monk @Ragrin

 

[hotbox_monk 1049]

A Dark Dwarf smiles the Sun's smile.

[Reckless Banzai Screamer 15456]

A golden automaton would gaze from atop one of the Urguani mountains as he gazed upon the stone monuments of the dwedmer. 

 

"RECITING: SCROLL OF SPIRIT - EPISTLE TO THE DWARVES. BEGINNING. . .

 

Grace to you and peace from our Lord GOD the Most Merciful, Singular, and Omnipotent. I am Owyn, Son of Godwin, servant of the Lord, called to prophetic vocation in His service.
 

Verily, brother, the Lord GOD breathed life into the Aenguls and the Daemons, and He put into them their power, and made their home in the Skies. And verily the virtuous are worthy of our regard, and from them we may claim precious wisdom.
 

But the Lord too hath created the holy Word, and breathed life into all things. And what breath among all the heavens is so sacred? There is none truly alike to Him.
 

The Lord is the Lord GOD without peer, but thou hast divided his infinite authorities among many beings, and in such thou profane what is divine. And this is a grievous sin, for in parting holiness, thou destroy it, and thou hast traded one GOD of infinite power for many of little worth. And more so, the Denier is wicked, and he takes many guises. And soon, for their weakness, he may creep into idols of thy temples, and into the vast halls of thy false gods, and little by little take many roles, and bring great iniquity. 
 

So I find that thou raisest up what is strong in thine own eyes, but weak before the Lord, and soon thou shalt find the Denier among thee. For as Saul, a mere servant, once walked amongst men, it was the wife of Horen who cast him out. And without the strength of GOD, who among ye can hope to cast out Iblees?
 

Verily, brother, the Lord GOD is the greatest power, and even all the many forces of the world marshalled against Him are as but a breeze before a mountain.
 

So to ye Sons of Urguan, who have fallen to other faiths, I admonish: GOD is able to do all things. And His power is not parted among His many servants, but imitated, and even in His multitude of ways, He is above them all."
 

[The Harbinger 336]

"Let's 'ope we can pierce t'at damn 'ide." Glod mutters, recalling the strength of the scales.

[Xergarok 811]

Grimdal Irongut walked down the stairs, from his home to the Temple. He ushered his morning prayers and headed for the library to write. He read the announcements, put the date in his agenda and mused to himself. "Ogradhad knows woi weh dinny 'ave ah meetin' before weh issued dah Grudge. Per'aps oi jus' missed et, or per'aps oi wasn't invited." he shrugged. "Weh shall see wot t'es Court brings."

 

Ah'll beh luuken ferwards tah construction 'n engineering.