The Ban of Templarism

[Papa Rock 2400]

 

9th of Snow's Maiden, 240 SA

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛚᛟᚾᛖᛚᛁ ᛗᛟᚢᚾᛏᚨᛁᚾ ᚨᚲᛏ

The Ban of Templarism

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛚᛟᚾᛖᛚᛁ ᛗᛟᚢᚾᛏᚨᛁᚾ ᚨᚲᛏ

Preamble

 

Regarding the Practice of Templarism Among the Dwarves

To all Sons and Daughters of Urguan,

Let it be known and remembered, as it has been spoken clearly before and shall now be made known once more:

The Grand Kingdom of Urguan hereby bans any and all teachings or practices of Templarism among the dwarven people. No dwarf shall walk the path of the Templar, save for those approved to be Templars of Dungrimm’s Elite, who alone are sanctioned to bear such a burden.

 

Limitation of Templars

Only dwarves that have been authorized by the Grand King and High Preceptor may hold the mantle of Templar through the sacred order of Dungrimm’s Elite. This is not a matter of favoritism, but of necessity.

 

Cost of Aengulic Magic

The Aenguls may offer power, but it is never without price. To accept their magic is to sign away your soul to a foreign force. Upon death, you shall not walk the halls of Khazadentrum, nor be welcomed by the Brathmordakin or your honored ancestors.

You shall be taken, your essence bound in servitude to the realm of the Aengul whose magic you wielded.

 

Duty of Dungrimm’s Elite

The Templars of Dungrimm’s Elite understand the burden they bear. They have sworn themselves not to the Aenguls, but to Dungrimm and His Tenets, using the magic only as a tool for divine justice, and never for personal gain or ambition.

You may ask, “Why can’t we all take the same oath?”
Because such a path would lead all of Urguan’s kin into eternal damnation, a fate never intended by the Brathmordakin.

As The Grand King, I will not allow our people to walk a road of spiritual ruin.

Spoiler

 

Consequences of Defiance

Those found violating this law shall face swift and firm intervention, not in malice, but in mercy, to save your soul from the greedy grasp of the Aenguls.

May the Brathmordakin guide you in wisdom and strength.
 

Signed,

Ulfar Kazzarathsson of the Elder Clan Starbreaker,

The Grand King of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan,

Thane of the Elder Clan Starbreaker,

Kahl of Kaz’ad Nolvaraz,

High Lord Golemancer

 

Grelu Aerrundsson of Clan Silverbraid

Clan Father of Clan Silverbraid

High Preceptor of Urguan’s Da Kirkja Dverga

 

Edited July 3, 2025 by Papa Rock

[The Tough Guy 4319]

"Malchediael es ah servant o' Dungrimm, yeh fat fook. Yer naeh signin' your soul off yeh paranoid bastard."

Sigrun said and placed the message on the Urguani noticeboard.

[Xergarok 811]

"A most powerful statement. To take a strong position against the meddling of the Aengudaemonica..." said an Arch-Alchemist as he presented the document to the members of their Order.

[Lirinya 4021]

32 minutes ago, xMuted said:

"Malchediael es ah servant o' Dungrimm, yeh fat fook. Yer naeh signin' your soul off yeh paranoid bastard."

Sigrun said and placed the message on the Urguani noticeboard.

A forest dwarf, somewhere, wonders what could possibly get one of the greatest dwarves (Sigrun- his existence) banned from Urguan.

[DISCOLIQUID 2701]

A hissing thing, more stone than Dwarf, coils its fingers around a missive. No light is shed in its cave, the foul candles having burnt down to wicks years ago. It taps claws upon an onyx jewel, just the size of a palm. Cast within is the shifting visage of Ulfar, King of All Dwarves.

 

"Wisdom?"  it decries, having long since abandoned any shared mantle with the Starbreaker.

"Perhaps,"  hushes back its paranoia, manifest. 

 

Still, no mercy could be shed for old enemies. A cackle fills the empty stone antechamber. Malaise and fire wreath the orb, descending in invisible tendrils - like snakes - upon the crowned royal. As Ulfar turns to rest, after long days and longer nights of deliberation and hardy work, no respite could be found.

 

Dreams of sweltering confusion rob all sense of real rest, as images of Dungrimm flicker. The Brathmordakin guards the Moon, yet turns back to the King in his nightmares. Dungrimm removes his mask, and there is nothing underneath. The Moon shrieks, alive with an undead coating of ethereal and glistening Dwarvenkind. Depictions of an auction, long since left hollow and abandoned, and empty halls that bear no divinities or earned glory.

 

When the King would awake, surely in a sweat or fright, he would find his books overturned - papers ripped out. Notes scrawled in the speech of demons, and worse, any statues or edifice dedicated to the Brathmordakin? Their faces had been desecrated, clawed, and left inhuman.

 

Narvok oz Khorvad.

 

 

@Papa Rock

[Reckless Banzai Screamer 15456]

Ena had prepared for such with a contingency plan. Deep beneath the bowels of the izakaya was a drug pen filled with liquor, gold coins and the Radiant Star - all designed to hide FRIEND OF O Sigrun from the turn of fascism in Urguan.

 

”Chotto matte Sigrun. I’m gonna save you-…” He whispers to the cold wind. He could only hope he wasn’t too late.

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Valindra was sure that somewhere, darkspawn were celebrating and singing the praises of the dwed who just criminalised their biggest opposition. 

[Frisket 4538]

the evil selfish aengul swallows another soul before looking at the dwarfs from its cloud.

 

”You think you have control, cute”

[Frostdrop1 1843]

The devil huffed lightly as he passsed the notice, a worn thiing now, was Reinhard. He smirked faintly. "...Aenguls. Greedy idiots. We could always do with less maniacle killers." He murmured in agreement and then, yet, "...Ich hope this doesn't catch Sigrun out. There aren't many good templars in the world..."

[Chimeraof1999 1187]

The Kharajyr, hoping to gain favor from the Aengul, cackled like a ghoul at this. Tears welling in his eyes.

"Not even their own LEADER knows what he's doing. The downfall of the Dwarves came when they decided to chase down what's left of their forgotten practice. What a bunch of losers."

The creature spat into the paper before wiping his nose with it, he crumbles it before tossing it into the flames.

[Papa Rock 2400]

The Grand King sleeps easy knowing that the Templars of Dungrimm's Elite protect the dwarven homelands of Urguan.

Edited July 3, 2025 by Papa Rock