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GOLDENHAND

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Lord Thalgrim Goldhand was walking the streets of Velec when a courier arrived with a message. Upon opening the letter, he found it had been sent from Bakir Ireheart, who wished to talk. Thalgrim sent word to his fellow Clanlord Rylanor, and the pair left to speak with Bakir in Urguan. The pair arrived in their Clan Hall; they were joined by Damona and descended the stone steps to meet with the Ireheart in his clan hall against Thalgrim’s better judgement, convinced by the automation Goldhand to see it through. Upon arrival, he encountered a band of thugs, the members of the Ireheart Clan. The gate shut behind him; loudly accused of cowardice and betrayal by Bakir, Thalgrim attempted to defend himself, but his protests were ignored. Seeing no escape but through violence against fellow Dwedmar, Thalgrim tried to bargain but was rebuffed. Taken to the forge, Bakir then forced his right hand into molten gold, crippling the Dwed and gold-casting the limb. With this done, among other payments, demanded for supposed slights from Rylanor, Thalgrim was escorted out of the Clan Hall.

 

The dwarf had been deceived, lured into Urguan under false pretences, and accused of crimes he committed through no fault of his own. And Thalgrim knew that the Gods could not tolerate the dishonourable conduct of Bakir Ireheart, a Dwed who falsely claimed justice as cause for the mutilation he had inflicted upon the Aurokanar Lord. But Thalgrim knew too well that he must be patient and wait before vengeance could be his; this slight would not be forgotten. And so, the following was sworn in the aftermath of the crime.

 

“I swear on all the gods that vengeance shall be mine. Dungrimm will grant me justice; whether it takes centuries, he will. And I curse the dishonourable cur Bakir Ireheart; may his soul never reach Khaz’a’Dentrumm. We will have our revenge.” 

 


 

 

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This is more so a character post than a roleplay post and is not supposed to be public knowledge; so as usual, don't metagame!


 

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The grand Lord of Greed and Avarice had set his thoughts upon Thalgrim often in the passing days, pondering the events over and over, seeing how they might have panned out differently, and contemplating how what was would settle. Things were in motion now, hopefully for the better.

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"Thieves... All o' t'em." a dwedess of the Goldhand Clan states, gritting her teeth "Nothin' but vultures picking off the scraps."

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Accused uf Cowardice and Betrayal? Zurghamli questioned it to himself... Wot in de K'orvads twisted realm es evun 'appenin ovah dere dese days...

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Somewhere, some place in the lands of Urguan, a Frostbeard grumbled…

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Somewhere out there a Clanless News-Uruk would be very interested to know of this information... The grey orc unfortunately had not visited Urguan in quite some time due to the recent actions of those same Irehearts. 

"Hmm... hoo tu enturvyu..."

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