DA KIRKJA DVERGA HAS BEEN DISSOLVED - IT WILL RETURN GREATER THAN EVER - THANK YOU

[CHARLES THE BALD 2615]

A message would await most dwarves; whether they lived in the east, the north, the south, or the west, they would find a letter to open and read. As for the other races, the fortunate few would glimpse this notice upon their noticeboards before it was struck down by some lord of the Empire of Man, a hater of dwarven scrolls, finer in make and richer in craft, and that draw far more attention than theirs.

 

OOC : Feel free to leave current discords related to Da Kirkja Dverga, they will be replaced when time comes.

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 THE DISSOLUTION OF 

DA KIRKJA DVERGA

 

 

itizens of the Azuras, on this day and forward, by the powers given to me by the way of Yemekar, dwarven community leaders and the sons and daughters of Urguan. By the strike of my hammer and by the power granted to me as the sitting High Justiciar of the High Court of The Grand Kingdom of Urguan.

 

Da Kirkja Dverga has been dissolved until its recreation by the First Grand King of the Fifth Grand Kingdom of Urguan or general acceptance.

 

Thank you for your service to the past and current so-called Priests, Prophets and to the High Prophet, a personal thank you from Norli Starbreaker for your service.

 

The Free High Court of The Grand Kingdom of Urguan now warns that any dwarf claiming to be a prophet or claiming priesthood of the Brathmordakin shall be publicly wanted for the price of five thousands minas. 

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WARNING

5000 MINAS

Payment for the head of anyone claiming to be apart of 

Da Kirkja Dverga until it’s official recreation

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Modifications to the Brathmordakin, the Paragons and its various pieces are now on hold until it stands greater than ever and the free High Court removes its bounty on its practitioners.

 

This action, supported by many dwarven community leaders, is the only path that can ensure the success of the next Grand Kingdom of Urguan. 

 

Thank you.

 

DISSOLVED DA KIRKJA DVERGA

 

The current Da Kirkja Dverga has failed its

DUTY

 to the dwarven gods and the sons and daughters of Urguan.

 

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Preach. 

Lead. 

Be present. 

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he current format, granting independence to the organisation only stops the dwarves to replace the ones who need to be replaced, the one who hold up the main part of the life of a dwarf. It is a critical organisation but at the same time, it needs to allow quick change of leadership. 

 

The High Prophets eventually become lazy and the activities and events quickly stop, if they even ever start. For the priests or prophets, in all its existence, through many kings and wars, there has never been an activity or prayer held by one of them. 

 

It offers no direction, but yet, it centralizes power, in the end it has produced no results. In its current form, it is incapable of representing the living faith of the clans, and thus, it cannot be allowed to stand as its keeper. 

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Stand with whom you will. 

Pray for who you will

But stand for the greatness of the dwarven people.

Long Live The Grand Kingdom of Urguan,

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he role of priests and prophets, first created to facilitate preaching and religious events, simply doesn’t work like wanted. As most dwarves do, they always love the title, but not the duty that comes with it and it doesn’t lead to anything great.

 

Over the years, dwarves have developed many faiths and divergence for its teachings, which Da Kirkja Dverga doesn’t support. The Paragons and The Brathmordakin are a work in progress, a community effort that amasses the beliefs of our clans and the sons and daughters of Urguan.

 

This iteration only exists because Norli Starbreaker was stopped dead in its tracks during his work of reformation of the institution. The format wasn’t yet set in stone but it was promised to be greater than ever. 

 

No Grand Kingdom of Urguan has ever been built on empty roles and hollow leadership. If something is broken, we dwarves must reforge it. Dissolution is not an end, but a necessary step toward something stronger, clearer, and worthy of the dwarven people.

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DEATH TO THE EMPIRE OF MAN

GLORY TO THE GRAND KINGDOM

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THANK YOU

 

I want to personally thank the following supporters and community leaders 

for supporting this effort and granting me the power to do this action

 

Those from Clan Starbreaker 

Norli Starbreaker

Ulfar Starbreaker and others 

 

Those from Clan Irongrinder

Atandt Irongrinder

Darid Irongrinder and others.

 

Those from Clan Frostbeard

Volden Frostbeard

Thriku Frostbeard and others

 

Those from Clan Grimgold

Bostone Grimgold

 

And those from all other clans

THOSE WHO WANTED TO STAY SILENT

Zahir of the Clan Irongrinder,

The High Justiciar of The Grand Kingdom of Urguan

 

Edited April 23 by Charles The Bald

[PanicZealot 648]

The still High Preceptor looked at the dumbass missive.
"yeah...Fock off Zahir, nevah saw yew at worship," he scoffed dismissively.

[JudgeTrudy 610]

A Half-Dwed laughs maniacally at the missive. "Focken 'ell! Did t'ese lads get hit on dah head or sometin' durin' dah war?!" Folkvar asks to the poor, poor trader who'd brought the news to him. "For mah own health, Ah realleh should ask yeh ta stop bringin' me t'ese, but t'ey do work for a good laugh!" he says, tossing the paper back to the quiet man. Though deeper in his heart, Folkvar worried for his kin. For all he held a strong disapproval of the last leaders of the Fourth Grand Kingdom, it did hurt his soul to see such indisputable mania drive those fellow Dwed forward. Back in his hovel, Folkvar would murmur quiet prayers for the folly of these 'remnants' of the Grand Kingdom, who simultaneously continued to claim leadership over all Dwed, and cast out all aspects of the very Kingdom that gave them any such authority.

 

"May yeh bring wisdom back to their minds, love to their hearts, 'n sense back to their words."

[ArgentEra 459]

A Grandaxe lass sits at her campfire, reading through the copy of the missive she picked up while stopping for a resupply.

"While I am sure this es meant tae ensure tha' nohbodeh starts up some unsavoreh cult en the Brathmordakin's name... Without the signatures o' the High Perceptor an' the priests, there will always beh those tha' dunnae put value en these words."
 

She neatly folded the parchment, placing it into her bag.
 

"The lack o' formal church will nae stop those tha' wish tae practice their faith. Nor will et snuff out the beliefs o' the people tha' remain."
The dwarf paused, gazing into the warmth of the fire, her hand tangling itself in the cord of her pendant, her first craft.

"Mae Anbella bless meh with her patience."