Mucky 443 Share Posted August 28, 2012 As Formir and his Sister, sit in their hut of stone, the fire burning nicely; Formir opens up a Map and begins to talk. "Alrih' Which 'Old we goin' tuu?" Formir asks his sister. His sister crosses her arms in a strop. "Ah noht goin' anywhur. Our famili been in T'is Hut 'ere fer Years!" Formir hits the table. "Foine, Ah'll go bah mehselv!" Formir runs to his room angrily, he grabs his helmet and throws it on to his head. He walks past his sister, snatching up the map. He makes his way for Kal'Dwain. After a very long, tiring journey. Formir arrives at the Entrance to Kal'dwain. Spotting an Orc, he gets an idea for a dramatic entrance. Noticing a Load of Dwarves minding their own business, some buying wares from the Market, some carrying Ores up to the Blacksmith and some leaving their homes, Formir asks the Orc to pick him up. The Orc confused, picks Formir up and says. "Nuw Wub?" Formir Grins, hitting his helmet. "Thruw meh In!" Formir replies. The Orc throws Formir in through the Entrance. Formir tries within his best efforts to do a flip in the air, failing badly he crash lands into a Market Stall. As Dwarves crowd round the flailing Formir as he kicks his legs trying to get to his feet; he shouts. "Ah be Alrih' Probli shuld uf removed meh Armur befur doin' tha'!" The crowd chuckles and helps Formir to his feet. He dusts himself and introduces himself to the crowd. "'Ello Ah am Formir!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiebe 2493 Share Posted August 28, 2012 *trying hard not to fall backwards from laughing, hiebe says* Welcome tu kal dwain laddie! Noice tu meet ya ! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mucky 443 Author Share Posted August 28, 2012 Formir pats his beard down. Then coughing to clear his throat. "Is te 'Old Mastir arund? Ah beh luukin fer a 'ome." Looks around noticing a few of the crowd still laughing, he chuckles himself. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiebe 2493 Share Posted August 28, 2012 Well dat be me laddie. Hiebe Irongut, Lord of dis old and clan lord of the clan. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mucky 443 Author Share Posted August 28, 2012 Formir smiles, and removes his helmet holding it to his chest. "'Ello Hiebe. Well could yeh shuw meh sum 'omes? An' Ah beh luukin' fer a clan teh join as well." Formir scratches his beard, trying to remember what else he was going to say. "Ah yeh, Ah beh luukin' fer a job as well!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiebe 2493 Share Posted August 28, 2012 Aye well ye can join our sub clan Ironfists till ya can pruve yer relation tu da clan. As fer omes ders many open and ye can luuk round tu see which une ye want. Fer a job whut ya guud dat ? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mucky 443 Author Share Posted August 28, 2012 Formir grins. "Well, Ah beh guud at Mining, Ah beh a Guud Blacksmith. Whut deh yeh need reallih? Ah beh guud at must stuv." Formir claps his hands together, rubbing them. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
~TheDerpyBeagle~ 63 Share Posted August 29, 2012 (( Lol, this actually happened IG, I was part of the chuckling crowd. )) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hiebe 2493 Share Posted August 29, 2012 Den join Da miners guild ere. Dey luv ta git moar picks an smiths. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mucky 443 Author Share Posted August 29, 2012 Formir smiles, then turns on his heels. "Ah foink Ah will join' teh Minin' Guild. Farewhell 'Iebeh." Formir waves, then rushes of towards the mines. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boomack21 124 Share Posted August 3, 2013 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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