The Battle Of Kal'alras

[Zezimus 1523]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yN-jNm0auTc&feature=related

As you pass into the grand capital of Mount Ire, horns of victory can be heard from all corners of the Dwarven Empire and fires roar into the night. Dwarves of all kinds gather in the streets, singing songs of war and drinking from tankards of frothy Dwarven ale, cheering in support of their rulers. Morgrim Grandaxe stumbles from side to side, a tankard of ale held in one hand and his blade in the other. As he moves over to the crowd, he climbs up onto a crate and raises his sword into the air, calling for silence.

"Dwarves, t'eday we 'ave achieved a feat many t'ought impossible... T'e combined moight uv tae various 'olds uv t'e Dwarven Empoire n' our allies in Empyreal n' Aeroch Nor, as well as t'e Bahr clan and various independent allies, 'ave turned back t'e tide uv t'e war against t'e dishonurable Uruk n' t'eir allies in Oren. T'is be a day t'at will be sung about fer 'undreds uv years tae come boi our sons n' daughters! Each un uv ye will be remembered as an 'ero in freein' Asulon frum t'e oppression uv t'ose 'o seek tae conquer n' shed t'e blood uv innocents. T'ey will come tae fear us fer bein' t'e last blasted defence t'at could 'old 'em back frum conquerin' t'e world as we know it... T'is be indeed, a proud day fer us all."

"Whoile now bae a toime fer celebratin' it will soon be t'e toime tae take t'e foight back tae t'e dishonourable Uruk scum, n' drive 'em back intae t'e North! As a Pride Bearer n' in joint command uv t'e Obsidian Legion, oi call upon ye all tae prepare fer an invasion uv Uruk territory, once we 'ave reclaimed our own lands. Whet'er yer be Grandaxe, Irongut, Gold'and, Dawnsworn, er un uv t'e allies uv our grand nation, ye will all 'ave a part tae play. Dwarf, Uruk, Elf er 'uman, ye foight wit' us n' ye will all be considered brot'ers."

"As many uv ye now know, we recently captured a prisoner uv war frum t'e battle, a lad boi tae name uv Ser Lion. 'e was immediately taken tae Kal'Anart fer interrogation boi t'e Grandaxes where 'e was identified as un uv t'e Teutonic Order. It be seemin' t'at t'e treacherous dogs in Oren 'ave been supportin' t'e Uruk war effort wit'out declarin' any form uv war against us. 'ow long will we 'ave tae stand as Oren 'elps invade our lands? Per'aps t'is be a toime tae bring t'e foight back intae t'eir lands n' break up t'is 'oly Empoire, t'ey so blindly follow. After all, wus it not t'ey 'o invaded our allies in Salvus? Wus it not t'ey 'o forced t'e 'ansetians intae surrender? Iv any uv ye dae venture intae Oren, ye would do well tae remoind t'e Teutonic Order t'at it wus t'e Dwarves 'o defended 'em at Konigsberg n' attacked our former allies at Das Boot. Wut allegiance tae t'eir Emperor do t'ey truly 'old? Wut would Gaius or Samuel 'ave done? Would t'ey 'ave followed an Emperor 'o used t'e tyranny uv 'ouse Flay tae conquer n' slaughter innocents tae force 'em intae submission? Look 'im in t'e eye n' make sure t'at new 'ochmeister uv t'eirs knows wut 'e is foightin' fer."

"T'is be a toime where we must dae wut is roight, regardless uv wut consequences may befall us. Nae matter 'ow many Dwarven loives are lost, we will never surrender! We will always foight on in t'e name uv our ancestors, our Paragons, our clans n' in tae name uv Urguan! Now, let t'e drums uv war beat down upon Oren n' t'e War Uzg! We will show t'ese bastards wut it means tae trifle wit' t'e Dwarven Empoire!"

As Morgrim steps down from the crate, Dwarves let out a roar of cheering, raising their axes and blades into the air, yelling out "Fer Urguan n' t'e Empoire! Down wit' Oren n' t'e War Uzg!"

[Gorum© 623]

Gorum cheers, nearly spilling the mug of ale he tightly gripped in his left hand.

Aye! Them cowards uruks couldnae even fight deir own fight! Ah cannae wait untill we feck da Uruks, ah will nay be stopped untill I 'ave all th' Uruk skins!

Gorum drops his mug of ale, tying the two Orc skins he acquired around his neck and running around as he spins a human head over him.

[Kilgrim 361]

*you see kilgrim passed out on the floor of the inn in Kal'Dwain from celebration. A note attached to him, "kick me"

[Luchian 214]

Hodor steps up besides Morgrim as his speech endes

Tae' dishonourble fewkers will learn tuu nevah mess wit' tae dwarves again, an' t'ose fewkers frum Oren will 'ave no safe place in Asulon!

with that the chreering continues and hodor joins in shouting "Fer Dungrim, Tae Grandaxes, Tah Paragons an' tae Empiore! Hoooodooor!

[Alakabam 582]

[[ That is one awesome post cheers Zezimus ]]

Toran roars in succesion and moves his arms upwards holding a few orc skins in his hands, smiling and playfully swinging the orc heads around in the air he shouts :

"Today we have fought for honour, for glory and for all that is worth to us. Tha orc fecks thought they could take us down but no one can take down tha might of the dwarven empire! Fer Uruguan! Fer Hodor, and for everybody else that helped us win this battle! We be tha dwarves a mighty race and noone will defy us!"

slowly sits down in his chair and takes a swig of his mug, and playfully throws the orc skins on the table.

[Arkelos 1027]

Kyral grins as she hears the news, writing up a letter for her messenger to send towards the Dwarves. The young man arrives in Mount Ire, calling for attention.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am a messenger on the behalf of Aeroc Nor's Queen, Kyral Hightower. She is expected to give birth any day now and she is unable to leave her room until she is healthy enough. However, I have a note here from the Queen herself. It states..."

The young man clears his throat, holding his head high as he speaks.

"To those brave and valiant enough, to the victors of todays war, I Kyral Hightower talk to you from my bed In Roseus, unable to move. A month longer and I will be ready to come and visit you all. However.

We of Aeroch Nor would like to send our congratulations, and let you know that our promise will be fulfilled. No matter the situation. Blood was spilled for glorious cause! Drink eat and be merry! Drink some for me as well!

As all of you would have said"

The young man exclaims.

"HOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDOOOOOOOOR!"

[Ulysses \A/ Irongut 2]

I 'ope ta' traitor (s?) was dealt wif. We jus' need ta' keep ta' orcs outa' our military altogether! Tu' much risk! But a gud "Har Har" tu' all 'at fought, congrats tu' ye, now ah 'ope security can toighten up befer ta' invasion!

[Heero 4092]

Gorum cheers, nearly spilling the mug of ale he tightly gripped in his left hand.

Aye! Them cowards uruks couldnae even fight deir own fight! Ah cannae wait untill we feck da Uruks, ah will nay be stopped untill I 'ave all th' Uruk skins!

Gorum drops his mug of ale, tying the two Orc skins he acquired around his neck and running around as he spins a human head over him.

Tok waddles closer to the Dwarf, forming a smug expression along his face.

"Evan ta Bahrz, huh?"

he states, giggling at his cheesy joke.

[SparehoeCakes 547]

~~Nyx~~

*Nyx walks away from the battle*

"The war was fun, I do, however need to get these blisters removed." she thinks to herself

*Nyx begins her journey to the temple*

[Skippy 2466]

I got three new carpets.

[ AOZE AND MOSKA LOL. And some other guy. ]

[Boomack21 124]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.