The Grandaxe Clan

[Zezimus 1523]

As Valen makes his way into the clan hall, he furrows a brow, taking notice of a parchment carefully hung against a nail potruding from the brick wall. Scanning his eyes over the writing, he gives a slight sigh and takes a few steps outside the hall. Upon approaching the tavern, he notices an unfamiliar face leaning against the bar. He steps forward and places a firm hand over Uzgul's shoulder, before leaning against the side of the counter.

"Ah wud beh assumin' t'at ye beh t'e lad 'o left t'e note, eh? Well, it beh woeful news indeed tae 'ear ov Longbeard's deat'... Ah foine dwarf 'e wus, ah pray 'e walks t'e 'alls ov Khaz'Ah'Dentrumm wit' proide.

It beh ah jolleh foine t'in tae see ye 'ear wit' us at least, ah welcome ye tae Kal'Karik, Uzgul. Ah ah'm, Valen Grandaxe, elder ov clan Grandaxe. Befur ah boi ye a drink, tell meh beardlin', did ye fat'er teach ye wut it takes tae pass t'e troials?"

[Supertimmy4ever 19]

*Uzgul looks at the dwarf who started talking to him and smiles when he is done, then he says:*

"It's me pleasure Valen, Longbeard told a lot about you. And if you are talking about the trails made bye Longbeard himself, aye i know them. And i want to do them as fast as i can, Father never wanted to make me pass because the clan didnt know 'bout me... But... is there sumting i can do? i am pretty bored and i need sum minas to pay the rent fer me tavern room..."

[Zezimus 1523]

Valen lumbers into his seat and gives a slight chuckle as he slides two golden coins to the dwarf across the counter.

"Tuh ales fer mehself n' t'e yun' lad 'ere."

The bartender reaches out for two tankards and fills them to the brim with a thick frothy substance. He places the tankards upon the counter before attending to his next cusomer. With a firm grip, Valen lifts the tankard to his lips, taking a large swill, before slamming it back upon the bar table and wiping the froth from his beard with a ragged handkerchief.

"Mmm, foine dwarven ale, ah'm sur' t'ere'll beh mur' w'ere t'is came frum... Anyweh aye, ye seek wurk, eh? Well, t'ere beh t'e Legion ov course, t'ough ah'm unsure 'ow well it beh payin' roight naow... Per'aps troin yeself at a wee merchantin' will duh t'e trick? Ah can ov course beh settin' ye up wit' mur permanent residence, t'e tavern ain't muc' ov a place fer a noble suc' as yeself tae beh livin' afteh ahll."

[Supertimmy4ever 19]

*Drinks a bit of the ale*

"aye it be good ale, but the legion is a good place, i can handle an axe. Being a merchant aint me thing, i rather read a book then sell it. But ye are roight about a home, i will look around. But ye know a place for someone with sum knowledge about a few things too? i know sum things, not everything, but ye need to do something when you are alone..."

[Supertimmy4ever 19]

((two things, i read the trails, but Longbeard learned Uzgul te blood contract… that was the original trail… also you say that the Grandaxes are mountain dwarves, but the Braveaxes w'ere mostly cavedwarves, Longbeards bloodline is the only mountain dwarf bloodline. I gues we are mountain dwarves because there are more blackaxe members in the clan. ))

[Zezimus 1523]

((two things, i read the trails, but Longbeard learned Uzgul te blood contract… that was the original trail… also you say that the Grandaxes are mountain dwarves, but the Braveaxes w'ere mostly cavedwarves, Longbeards bloodline is the only mountain dwarf bloodline. I gues we are mountain dwarves because there are more blackaxe members in the clan. ))

((If you read Bazian's full lore and history thread, the lore was altered and expanded upon slightly so that the Braveaxes and Blackaxes all descend from the same clan of Mountain Dwarves, though many chose to live in the Cave Dwarven cities after the clan split.

Edit: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/72054-grandaxe-clan-a-history/page__p__585037__hl__grandaxe__fromsearch__1#entry585037))

[Supertimmy4ever 19]

((oh yeah sorry i forgot that))

[Oghren Grandaxe 31]

*Uzgul walks into the clan hall ((if there is still one)) and hangs up a note*

Hail lads, i be Uzgul son of Longbeard, the oldest of Longbeards kids. i have lived all my life in soltitude after me mother died back in aegis. I came here with sad news, Longbeard died, but he has asked me to come here and help me clan. is there anyone who can help me with our ways, i read the book made bye bazian, but i dont know anything else. i be waiting at the nearest tavern.

Sincerly Uzgul.

*then Uzgul walks to the nearest tavern and rents a room*

* oghren walk up to the lad and gives him a hug* welcome lad! Iam oghren yer brot'er, longbeard adopet meh a w'ile back. If yer wondering, yer can stay at ma place until yer gut yer ow house.

[Supertimmy4ever 19]

*Uzgul shakes a bit because he got startled, but then says* "Hello oghren, I be Uzgul, nice to meet you. Longbeard told me he adopted ye, he said that he wanted you to build his grave… i think ye w'ere loike a real son tu him… *drinks all of his ale* but it would be great if i could sleep somewhere else then that stinkin pig pit what the bartender calls a bed…

[Oghren Grandaxe 31]

Aye, its teh last 'ouse on the uper tier of the new district * hands him a key* make yer self comfortble, ay be there later today. Ow and dunt go through wooden door. There is a smithy ther, ye know w'at if ye want go a head.

[_Smuggel 19]

MC Name: DJman13

Character Name: Baorin

Character Age: 258

Profession: Guud at axe fig'tin'

Appearance: An dwarf that stand 4'5" and have an dark grayish beard and a scar over his left eye

Family relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): Forgotten son of Balthar Grandaxe

Short Biography: Baorin is an good fighter with the axe and he likes fighting and enjoy drinking ale. He is a forgotten son of Balthar Grandaxe. He usually have a war paint on his face but the years that have gone Baorin don't use war paint anymore.

The role you expect to take in the clan: Guard/Fighter

An image of the skin you intend to use: http://i48.tinypic.com/a09d2.png

[Zezimus 1523]

MC Name: DJman13

Character Name: Baorin

Character Age: 258

Profession: Guud at axe fig'tin'

Appearance: An dwarf that stand 4'5" and have an dark grayish beard and a scar over his left eye

Family relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): Forgotten son of Balthar Grandaxe

Short Biography: Baorin is an good fighter with the axe and he likes fighting and enjoy drinking ale. He is a forgotten son of Balthar Grandaxe. He usually have a war paint on his face but the years that have gone Baorin don't use war paint anymore.

The role you expect to take in the clan: Guard/Fighter

An image of the skin you intend to use: http://i48.tinypic.com/a09d2.png

Accepted.

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Valen approaches Baorin, giving him a warm smile as he passes by. He places, a firm hand over the dwarf's shoulder before speaking.

"Ahh Baroin Grandaxe, ah 'ave lun' awaited ye return tae our great 'alls. Ah can remember seein' ye fer t'e furst toime in Kal'Dom'ain suh maneh yers aguh... Ah'm sure ye farder wud beh proud tae see ye retunoited wit' ye kin unce agehn. Tell meh lad, wut 'as baen ye business wit'in' t'e 'old weh naow resoide in? Per'aps ah can baeh ye a drink some toime..."

Valen gives a slight chuckle before easing his grip on the dwarf's shoulder and taking a few steps back as he awaits an answer.

[_Smuggel 19]

Accepted.

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Valen approaches Baorin, giving him a warm smile as he passes by. He places, a firm hand over the dwarf's shoulder before speaking.

"Ahh Baroin Grandaxe, ah 'ave lun' awaited ye return tae our great 'alls. Ah can remember seein' ye fer t'e furst toime in Kal'Dom'ain suh maneh yers aguh... Ah'm sure ye farder wud beh proud tae see ye retunoited wit' ye kin unce agehn. Tell meh lad, wut 'as baen ye business wit'in' t'e 'old weh naow resoide in? Per'aps ah can baeh ye a drink some toime..."

Valen gives a slight chuckle before easing his grip on the dwarf's shoulder and taking a few steps back as he awaits an answer.

Baorin looks back to see who it is and sees Valen.

Aye ov' course lad ah would luv' tu' take a drink wif' ye sum'toime!

[lev 627]

MC Name: levirad

Character Name: Difur Grandaxe

Character Age: A meager 17.

Profession: None.

Appearance: Slightly smaller than other dwarves on account of his mother being a Halfling. A thin, wiry red beard, and dark brown eyes like his father.

Family relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): His father is Thorin Grandaxe.

Short Biography: Difur Grandaxe was born to Thorin and Halfling, a Halfling. He was born smaller than the other Dwarven children, due to the Halfling in him, although he made up for this in bravery and brute determination, both traits of the clan. Since he was a child, he always preferred Warhammers for; it does not matter where you hit them… it hurts. Now at the young age of 17, Difur is desperate to prove himself to his clan and to his Dwarven comrades.

The role you expect to take in the clan: I expect he will play the role, of the eager youngster desperate to prove himself, and then the part of the wild and crazed warrior in battle.

An image of the skin you intend to use: Zezimus has already said that the skin I intend to use is fine.

[Zezimus 1523]

MC Name: levirad

Character Name: Difur Grandaxe

Character Age: A meager 17.

Profession: None.

Appearance: Slightly smaller than other dwarves on account of his mother being a Halfling. A thin, wiry red beard, and dark brown eyes like his father.

Family relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): His father is Thorin Grandaxe.

Short Biography: Difur Grandaxe was born to Thorin and Moira, a Halfling. He was born smaller than the other Dwarven children, due to the Halfling in him, although he made up for this in bravery and brute determination, both traits of the clan. Since he was a child, he always preferred Warhammers for; it does not matter where you hit them… it hurts. Now at the young age of 17, Difur is desperate to prove himself to his clan and to his Dwarven comrades.

The role you expect to take in the clan: I expect he will play the role, of the eager youngster desperate to prove himself, and then the part of the wild and crazed warrior in battle.

An image of the skin you intend to use: Zezimus has already said that the skin I intend to use is fine.

Accepted.

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After a day hunting in the wilds, Valen approaches the young dwarf, Difur. He kneels down beside him, a smile forming across his face.

"'ail tae ye beardlin'! T'e yun'est n' dare ah say eit, shortest lad ah 'ave seen yet... Let's 'ope ye dunnae turn out quote loike ye farder... Clumseh t'at lad beh. Tell meh, wut 'as 'e baen teachin' ye recentleh, laddie?"

He chuckles slightly, lifting himself up to his feet once again and taking a pipe and lighter out from within his pouch. He places it between his teeth and sets the end alight, awaiting Difur's answer.