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Booo, Noobli for King! Or Tabby! One of the two. Or that Lego bloke again. Or Nectorist!

 

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Grîmdal 'Ulfarsson' Starbreaker combs his beard uttering to himself "Oi can't believe tha greehn one alreadeh put a tax on our mines, he shall beh known as Garegreed frum now ohn"

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In the east, Norli kicks his feet up ontop of a stuffed Ballot box and reclines as he sips his rare Irongrinder Whiskey. "Good luck lad, I'm rootin' for ya."

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"not me keng, Garegreed wish ye luck!"Tharkun would comment

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"Garegreed deh green cannae have the crown! Oi won't let him!" Grumbles a frustrated Starbreaker 

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10 minutes ago, ECS11 said:

Grîmdal 'Ulfarsson' Starbreaker combs his beard uttering to himself "Oi can't believe tha greehn one alreadeh put a tax on our mines, he shall beh known as Garegreed frum now ohn"

 

Bori had to agree with his brother. "Ayeh- imagin' chargen dwedmar fer th' acces tae their own ores," the young dwarf said as he shook his head, "leas' there's plenteh ah open moines still. Silleh Garegreed."

 

Ealisaid quietly questioned who would lead Hefrumm next, now that her clan father was king. "Wha' do yeh think 'appens how, luv?" she asked her husband. @Terry

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Alaric prepared to step up the guard for the coronation, making sure to promote heavy handed and oppressive tactics against Cave Dwarves.

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Jorvin Starbreaker prepares a pipe-bomb.

 

Enryn Thokarsson also prepares a pipe-bomb.

 

Tar-Númenatâr Foronathor is just glad someone got his name right for once.

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"Arh how far we 'ave come!" An elderly forest dwarf mumbled merrily and proud.

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Kor'garr, Skriptgoth of the Horde, hums with interest as the missive is stripped off of an Urguan notice board for his own use. His eyes light up at the name mentioned, a fond grin spreading beneath the handlebar mustache.

"Hozh, Garedyn wyll du wehl. Much bettur dehn anuddah zoggyng Irehart."

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The three time Grand Champion prepares to act as the King's personal bodyguard.

 

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The Elder Epiphyte of Hefrumm celebrates with the trees the day that the first forest dwarf grand king is crowned, maybe he could teach their individualistic brothers and sisters the path of Gloin for a better future for Urguan.

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