The Forkbeard Clan.

[nordicg_d 1847]

ForkBeard Clan: History of the ForkBeards

*Arlond sits down at the large table in the ForkBeard conference room, with a large, empty book, a quill, and several jars of ink resting on the table in front of him. Torbek sits to his left, Rusty to his right, and Lokri across from him. Arlond drags his chair closer to the table and picks up the raven-feather quill. “Where shuld ah start?” Arlond asks his brothers.

“Hm…da beginning, ah s’pose.” Torbek answers, lightly biting on the end of his pipe.

“Start wit’ ‘ow weh grew up” Rusty says, leaning back into his chair. Arlond nods, and picks up the quill. He opens the heavy, leather bound book to the first, blank page, and places the quill tip to the paper. He starts to write.*

Where should I start? I guess with our parents. Our mother, Lidasa, left our father, Gofeki, shortly after the birth of Lokri. Our father was stunned by her departure, and spent a lot of his time in the mines, and in the dwarven cities of Aegis, where he had many friends. Despite our father’s popularity, the ForkBeards were a poor family, only living on what they could catch, grow, and occasionally buy. Our lack of minas meant that we grew up without many toys, being forced to either create our own toys, or come up with games. As we grew older, we each learnt our own trade, whether it be in the mineshafts with our father, in the nearby forest, or in a smithy making tools and weapons. For several years, we went on like this, each dwarf training their respective skills. With all the brothers working in the respective fields, selling the materials they gathered, things started to look up.

Two years before the fall of aegis, things changed for the worst. My father had let me leave the mines early and head back home, to tell Rusty and Torbek that father was going to be late, that he was to meet someone in a nearby city. It was not until well after midnight, when our father returned. Instead of Gofeki being greeted by his children, he was greeted by a whitewash orc, and several dwarfs. A heated argument insued, which awoke Lokri, who in turn woke the rest of us. The four of us snuck through the pitch black living room to the window, just as one of the dwarves, who appeared to be the leader, backhanded our father. Gofeki swung his pickaxe, which he had been holding tightly in his hand, at the dwarf, sinking the pick deep into his skull. That’s when the rest of the dwarves, and the orc, jumped in. The orc easily subdued our father in the dim twilight, giving the dwarves the opportunity to beat our father to the brink of death. At this point, Rusty and Torbek exchanged few words, and reached for the nearest weapon-like thing they could find; Rusty a vase, and Torbek a knife. I crept to the door, and grabbed our father’s hiking stick, and all four of us burst out of the door. It was a rather quick fight. The Orc, with it’s back to the house, was the first one to go; having received a well-placed knife in the spine. Rusty smashed the vase over one of the dwarves heads, and followed that with a backhand. Lokri and I ambushed another dwarf, me smashing the walking stick over his head, and Lokri pushing him to the ground. By this time, the rest of the dwarves-there was eight in total, with two being subdued- overwhelmed us, but not before receiving several cuts from the knife Torbek had grabbed. The dwarves, being much stronger than the ForkBeard children, easily held them up against the house.

“Now, Ah think ye shuld beh punished, fer killen our orc friend ‘ere, and wounden two o’ ma brutha’s” one of the dwarves said. He spoke gruffly to the dwarf who was not holding us down, and they smirked, pulling out long, curved knifes. We tried to break free of the dwarves grasps, Rusty even going as far as biting one of them, but they were much older, and much stronger. As the blade quickly ran across my eye, I was met was excruciating pain, for several long moment, before I was overwhelmed by darkness.

When I had awoken, the bandits were gone, and my brothers lay to my side. I struggled to sit up, and was confused by why I was only seeing things through one eye. I brought my hand up to my left eye, and when I brought it into the dim light that still emitted from our house, I saw that it was coated with blood. I stood there, stock still, in shock. I must have been there for a while, because eventually I heard Rusty’s groans as he awoke. He crawled over to me, and wiped the blood from my cheek, and covered my eye with a torn piece of clothing. I looked up at him, and saw that he had a similar scar over his left eye. I tore off a piece of my shirt, and tied it over his eye. We did the same with Lokri, who, being the youngest was in too much shock to speak. When Rusty and I rolled Torbek over, I watched Rusty’s face grow pale. I can only imagine what mine looked like. Unlike mine and Rusty’s wounds, which had be simple slices along the eyeball, Torbek had had the knife stabbed into his eye, leaving a scarred, bloody mess where his eye used to be. As he groggily awoke, I tied another piece of torn fabric over his eye, which quickly became red. That was when Lokri drew our attention to our father. We stumbled over to where he lay, motionless. Rusty pressed his ear to our father’s chest, straining to hear a heartbeat. When he raised his head again, his eyes were shining with fresh tears. He shook his head. We all put our arms around each other, in a group hug over our father. That’s when we decided we wouldn’t let our father’s death define us. Several months after our father’s death, our routine didn’t change very much. I was still working in the mine, Torbek in the smith, and Lokri in the Lumberyard and Rusty at the Farms.

It was a year later when the undead rose up. Havoc and death swept the land, and the undead were everywhere, slaughtering the innocent. The first couple of weeks were quiet, only the occasional zombie finding our home, which was in a dense forest. But as the cities started to fall, more and more undead turned up, and we were forced to flee our home, with only what we could carry- some picks, axes and swords, and food- and flee with the rest of the dwarven race. We hated the ship we were travelling on. It was crowded, which was to be expected, but there was also a lack of food, and privacy. There was always a dwarf with sicknesses of some sort, whether the disease is the common cold, or the flu, which, on a crowded vessel, was deadly.

We were relieved when we saw the new land, Asulon. The entire ship was relieved. Us dwarves don’t make good sailors. We met Gharth a month or two after the final ships from Aegis arrived. Lokri found him wandering through the forest, hungry and cold. So, he brought Gharth to our temporary home, which was a small wooden shack at the edges of a forest. He told us about how he had fled Aegis with his mother, and died from the flu halfway through the journey. Feeling sorry for him, and remembering how we felt about our father’s death, we took him in, thinking we’d only help him until he got back to his feet. But as time passed, we started to think of him as a brother.

For years we lived in the wooden shack, as cities and towns started to pop up. We continued to hone our skills, and sell our materials, which were in great demand. When we had enough money, we grabbed our belongings, minas, and head out in search of the dwarven cities. When we came upon Kal’Anart, we immediately knew this was the place we wanted to live. Normally when a dwarf buys a house in a city, it’s no big deal. But when five dwarves buy a house, people start to notice. One of those people was Mountain Lord Brazian Grandaxe. It seemed he took an interest in us from the beginning, and after a few months, asked us if we would like to become a clan, sworn to the Grandaxes. We accepted, swore the oath, and were given a large clan house in Kal’Anart.

With the construction of our new home complete, we are ready to help Kal’Anart and it’s residents in any way we can.

*Arlond yawns, setting the quill off to the side, and sliding the book towards the center of the table. Each brother, including Gharth, take turns reading the book, and each nod their approval.

“Gud job, brotha.”

“Aye, well written.”

Arlond nods, and stands up from his chair.

“Ah need some ale, ah be exhausted.”

After a couple of minutes, Lokri comes back into the room, five mugs of ale in his hands. He places them on the table, and each dwarf grabs one. Gharth raises his mug in the air, and says;

“Long live da ForkBeards!”

The group of dwarves raise there mugs in return, and respond.

“Aye, long live da ForkBeards!”

Elder- Rusty Forkbeard.

Overseer- Torbek ForkBeard.

Blood- Arlond Forkbeard.

Junior- Lokri Forkbeard

Rusty Forkbeard.

Torbek Forkbeard.

Arlond Forkbeard

Lokri Forkbeard.

Carith Forkbeard, Husband to Valina.

Gharth Forkbeard.

Malfod Forkbeard.

Killthral Forkbeard.

Indago Forkbeard.

Toraak Forkbeard.

Valina Forkbeard, Wife to Carith.

--News.--

New clan 'all in Karik!

Weh 'ave 9 more rooms for new blood, no charging fee!

Ah storage hut, Smith and much maor 'ere!

Clan 'all 'bout 90% done!

((Also got kindly given our own TeamSpeak Channel, come join!))

-OOC Info-

MC Name:

Skill levels:

-RP Info-

Why do yeh want teh join the ForkBeards?

Wat be yeh name?

Why shud teh ForkBeards accept yeh ta our clan?

Why du yah want ta join us?

Wat make ye diffrent from any odah' dwarf?

[Nefarious Aus Shitpost 891]

[[ Where am I in your story? ]]

[TEEbrown 348]

[The Grandaxes have recognized this as an official dwaven commoner clan.]

[nordicg_d 1847]

[[ Where am I in your story? ]]

((Your not a Forkbeard, do you wouldn't be in the History))

[xSPULLERx 240]

Mc name: xSPULLERx

Skills: 100 swords

75 lumberjack

80 mining

T'a join t'e Forkbeard brotheren would unoite meh ta people of meh kin more t'en ever before. T'e 'ave a place uv meanin would mean somet'in t'at cant beh put to words.

Indago Grimgilder

Fer ye t'e welcome meh inta yer guild might make ye clan more powerful as I am wealthy and can bring my strengths and my skill in swordsmanship. I am a gud moiner t'at will spend vigorous toime down in t'e moines, day or noight ill beh t'ere. Und lastly i am practiced in carpentry, bein able to deliver furbished wood and decor fer t'e guild.

I want t'e joine ye mates is id loike ta 'ave a value ta meh loife and i feel t'e forkbeards can deliver t'at.

* smirks at the question " ha i got t'e answer fer ye. Dwarves are gifted with greed, aye? Well ye beh surprised on 'ow i accomplish t'at and succeed. I own various store ls across asulon und i know 'ow ta spen moneh and 'ow business works. Ye might say i beh a business perfesional and i believe i work harder t'en any ot'er dwarf.

[nordicg_d 1847]

Indago Grimdilder, weh beh 'appy teh welcome ya, first of all ah would like teh meet yeh in person 'nd ask yeh a few more questions. Send ah bird teh Kal' Anart and weh can make some arrangements.

- Rusty Forkbeard.

((NordicGod))

[Dukester 120]

((I know this is totally not required for a post but I want to say great effort on the Lore/History. I thoroughly enjoyed reading))

[nordicg_d 1847]

((I know this is totally not required for a post but I want to say great effort on the Lore/History. I thoroughly enjoyed reading))

((Thanks a lot, really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome.))

[nordicg_d 1847]

[[updated News and Roster.]]

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

-OOC Info-

MC Name: Italian_Assassin

Skill levels:

Swords:100

Mining:45

Archery:30

Smithing:100

Herbalism:17

-RP Info-

Why do yeh want teh join the ForkBeards?

I want teh join a g'ud clan with a proud name. Noice hearty warriors an' fellehs I can git along with. I be lookin' fur brothers I can foight an die with proudly.

Me mother was teh woife of one of teh members, and she told me taht I should join my brothers in teh Forkbeards. She was taken by some Orcs and we could not foind where our family went, so we did what we 'ad to teh survive.

I would gladly love to rejoin me brothers in teh family.

Wat be yeh name?

Me name is Carith.

Why shud teh ForkBeards accept yeh ta our clan?

Ye should let me in because well, I'm a tough fighter an a good miner. I can smith yer gear an fix it up right well.

Why du yah want ta join us?

I told ye already, I want a good hearty clan I can foight and die with proudly if I need teh.

Wat make ye diffrent from any odah' dwarf?

Well, I am a fierce warror who knows 'is stuff. I can make ye a nice sword, axe, pick, or armor, while I can also read and write fairly well. War tis not teh only thing ye need, for what 'appens when there is no more war teh make, aye?

[Aldous 8]

-OOC Info-

MC Name: Italian_Assassin

Skill levels:

Swords:100

Mining:45

Archery:30

Smithing:100

Herbalism:17

-RP Info-

Why do yeh want teh join the ForkBeards?

I want teh join a g'ud clan with a proud name. Noice hearty warriors an' fellehs I can git along with. I be lookin' fur brothers I can foight an die with proudly.

Me mother was teh woife of one of teh members, and she told me taht I should join my brothers in teh Forkbeards. She was taken by some Orcs and we could not foind where our family went, so we did what we 'ad to teh survive.

I would gladly love to rejoin me brothers in teh family.

Wat be yeh name?

Me name is Carith.

Why shud teh ForkBeards accept yeh ta our clan?

Ye should let me in because well, I'm a tough fighter an a good miner. I can smith yer gear an fix it up right well.

Why du yah want ta join us?

I told ye already, I want a good hearty clan I can foight and die with proudly if I need teh.

Wat make ye diffrent from any odah' dwarf?

Well, I am a fierce warror who knows 'is stuff. I can make ye a nice sword, axe, pick, or armor, while I can also read and write fairly well. War tis not teh only thing ye need, for what 'appens when there is no more war teh make, aye?

*Torbek stares into the dwarfs eyes

I remember ye! Ah am glad ta seh ye 'ere, weh need more strong dwarfs like ye. Weh shall grow stronger with ye in da clan an ye shall grow strong wit us! Now come ta ye new 'ome ah tink ye will like et.

*waves for the dwarf to follow him back to the Forkbeard district

[Moiruh(BlazieGal) 6]

MC Name: BlazieGal

Skill levels: Cooking: 30

Unarmed: 70

Axe mastery: 35

-RP Info-

Why do yeh want teh join the ForkBeards?

Well, me own husband Carith is part and I would hope I could be an official part of teh clan. I’d like ter meet all my husband’s mates an’ I know he wouldn’ have joined yeh if ye weren’t all good dwarves.

Wat be yeh name?

Valina Forkbeard

Why shud teh ForkBeards accept yeh ta our clan?

Well my own husband is in teh clan and part of teh family. It would be nice fer me to join his family, officially.

Why du yah want ta join us?

Didn' I tell ya? I want teh be with my husband.

Wat make ye diffrent from any odah' dwarf?

Uhm.. Well I dunno really. I'm pretty good with an axe, though I prefer using me fists. An’ I spent half o’ me life in a tavern so I can handle me self. I make some o’ the best ale there is. I enjoy singing after a few pints of ale.

[nordicg_d 1847]

Well my own husband is in teh clan and part of teh family. It would be nice fer me to join his family, officially.

Why du yah want ta join us?

Didn' I tell ya? I want teh be with my husband.

Wat make ye diffrent from any odah' dwarf?

Uhm.. Well I dunno really. I'm pretty good with an axe, though I prefer using me fists. An’ I spent half o’ me life in a tavern so I can handle me self. I make some o’ the best ale there is. I enjoy singing after a few pints of ale.

Aye, yeh are welcum back to teh family! Ah am sure yeh husband can show yeh the ropes!

- Rusteh.

[TEEbrown 348]

A letter awaits the opening a clans dwarf. It stays nailed a board inside the clan's district.

Attention elder brothers of the clans! This is the official document to assemble the Court into it's first meeting. Meet at the library in the ruins of Kal'Karik so that we may begin. Dwarven clan lords that are expected are as follows; Irongut, Forkbeard, Edgehand, Goldhand, Frostbeard, Doomforged and Tunnelsmasher.

Signed, Bazian Grandaxe

[We need at least one member to attend, regardless of position. This is for 3.0.]

[TEEbrown 348]

This is an activity check for this clan. If there are any active members, now is the time to speak up. If not, I will ask to have this thread archived in the great library. This is to allow easier accessibility for the new dwarves looking to join an active clan. The link to the archived thread link will be kept in a new "Dead/Inactive Clans" section on the main thread for lore purposes.