The Grandaxe Clan

[iTzShambo 135]

MC Name: D4rkExit

Character Name: Cheeldo Grandaxe

Character Age: 109 dwarven years

Profession:  Blacksmith / Warrior

Appearance: WIP

Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): Braveaxe bloodline

Short Biography: Cheeldo was raised by his father, because his mother died when Cheeldo was still young. His father was a Blacksmith and he taught Cheeldo how to become a smither, Cheeldo really enjoyed helping his father in the smith so he decided to work with it when he grew up. Cheeldos father became missing when Cheeldo was around 60-70 years, Cheeldo didn't really mind because his father didn't even talk to Cheeldo the last few years. Cheeldo now work as a Blacksmith and mines most of his materials on his own.

The role you expect to take in the clan: Cheeldo is a good smither and can mine, so he can support the clan with any tools needed, he can also help in war if needed.

An image of the skin you intend to use: Working on getting one, sorry.

Accepted

[GrizzlyWes 127]

EDITED 

 

MC Name:yoitwesley
Character Name: kendrick
Character Age:184
Profession:building/Warrior
Appearance:Has a Mohawk and Brown eyes
Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance):Akvel
Short Biography: kendrick grew up in a great home. His father taught him how to use weapons, and use them well. He become very skilled in the battleaxe, wielding it with precision and accuracy. When he was just yet still a youngster he left home. He used his time to train using his battleaxe. On this short route he made some great friends ans some enemies. After years fighting with legion he became a stronger dwarf. Finally, he decided to return home to his father and told his father what he as been doing.
The role you expect to take in the clan:Kendrick is a good builder and can fight, so he can support the clan in war if needed.
An image of the skin you intend to use:

[iTzShambo 135]

MC Name:yoitwesley

Character Name: kendrick

Character Age:184

Profession:building/Warrior

Appearance:Has a Mohawk and green eyes

Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance):Son of​ Delric Grandaxes

Short Biography: kendrick grew up in a great home. His father taught him how to use weapons, and use them well. He become very skilled in the battleaxe, wielding it with precision and accuracy. When he was just yet still a youngster he left home. He used his time to train using his battleaxe. On this short route he made some great friends ans some enemies. After years fighting with legion he became a stronger dwarf. Finally, he decided to return home to his father and told his father what he as been doing.

The role you expect to take in the clan:Kendrick is a good builder and can fight, so he can support the clan in war if needed.

An image of the skin you intend to use:

Accepted

[Luchian 214]

Only I, the clan father can accept people into the clan from now. 

 

MC Name:yoitwesley
Character Name: kendrick
Character Age:184
Profession:building/Warrior
Appearance:Has a Mohawk and green eyes
Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance):Son of​ Delric Grandaxes
Short Biography: kendrick grew up in a great home. His father taught him how to use weapons, and use them well. He become very skilled in the battleaxe, wielding it with precision and accuracy. When he was just yet still a youngster he left home. He used his time to train using his battleaxe. On this short route he made some great friends ans some enemies. After years fighting with legion he became a stronger dwarf. Finally, he decided to return home to his father and told his father what he as been doing.
The role you expect to take in the clan:Kendrick is a good builder and can fight, so he can support the clan in war if needed.
An image of the skin you intend to use:

 

You cannot have green eyes as a grandaxe. Only Brown or Blue.

[Stiria21 - 96]

MC Name: vice7
Character Name: Trane 
Character Age: 117
Profession: Warrior/Medic
Appearance:  A taller than normal dwarf with a solid face but gentle eyes, colored brown with the trademark red Hair.
Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): Son of Thurland Grandaxe
Short Biography: A younger, yet weathered dwarf. Trained in the medical fields to provide support for his nation. Trained with the spear, hammer, and mace throughout his youth. Though his most profecient weapon are his array of medical knives.
The role you expect to take in the clan: Battle Medic
An image of the skin you intend to use: http://imgur.com/Jt2frU8

[Meanking 311]

MC Name: vice7

Character Name: Trane 

Character Age: 117

Profession: Warrior/Medic

Appearance:  A taller than normal dwarf with a solid face but gentle eyes, colored brown with the trademark red Hair.

Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance): Son of Thurland Grandaxe

Short Biography: A younger, yet weathered dwarf. Trained in the medical fields to provide support for his nation. Trained with the spear, hammer, and mace throughout his youth. Though his most profecient weapon are his array of medical knives.

The role you expect to take in the clan: Battle Medic

An image of the skin you intend to use: http://imgur.com/Jt2frU8

Accepted, Blackaxe bloodline

[Zezimus 1523]

 

A tall, brooding dwarf with a long head of red hair stood atop a mountain, beneath him stretching a large pine forest. As the morning sun had begun to rise into the sky, the dwarf sat himself upon a ledge, supporting his balance with the hilt of large battle axe, forged from the finest of dwarven steel. His attire consisted of various furs and leather padding and on his feet, he wore a pair of hide boots. The brading of his beard was interlocked with golden rings which drooped down towards his waste. Setting down his crossbow, he gazed across the snowy wastelands for any signs of life. Though dawn had passed, the cold airs from the west could be felt brushing against his skin. Earlier in the night, he had  managed to escape imprisonment from one of the Orenian cities. Though having dealt with the guard captain, he was aware of the likelihood that he was still being trailed.

 

 

He remembered little of the lands in which he now found himself. His name was Morgrim, the eldest son of Valen Grandaxe. Long years had passed since the days he'd walked the great mountains of Aegis as a Beardling. So many of his kin had been lost for the sake of defending the dwarven heartlands, whether for honour or pure necessity  He was raised within the great dwarven hold of Kal'Domhain, where he learnt the true ways of a mountain dwarf. Years of harsh and arduous training had built him into the dwarf he was today. He rose to his feet, lifting up the battle axe with his right hand and slinging the crossbow over his shoulder.

 

 

As he strode onwards, the air begun to grow colder and the sun's rays were shadowed by the rolling white clouds above his head. Before him now stood the vast plains of ice and snow that stretched to the far side of the valley. Flakes of snow had begun to fall, nestling themselves before his feet as he slowly lumbered on, his thick boots digging deep into the snowy grounds. The rejoining together of his kin was something he greatly anticipated for it had been many years since he had been given the chance to meet with his younger relatives. Now together once again, the Blackaxes would rejoin as one. Here, the tale of Morgrim Grandaxe would begin anew.

[_Smuggel 19]

 

 As you walk trough Kal'Azgoth you see four dwarves carrying a big stone coffin, leading them is Torvald Grandaxe, Baorins second son, a long trail off Grandaxes are behind following them. The other Grandaxes go out first and gather around a large pile off wood. The four dwarves being leaded by Torvald are getting closer to the pile off wood

They put down the stone coffin and lifts out Baorins body on a board off iron. He is dressed in armor and has two coins on his eyes, and his crossbow lies beside him. They put the body on the pile off wood.

Torvald puts his fathers sword besides Baorin and he grabs an near by torch. Torvald climbs up on a crate off wood, he looks at all off the grandaxes gathered around the pile off wood, he clears his throat and begins talking ((No accent))

"Today we are here to say farewell to my father Baorin Grandaxe, He will be missed, he was a brother, father and a cousin. As he had two sons, wich is me and my borther that i've never seen. He died in battle like everyone wants to do. Let him....rest in peace....." Torvald jumps down with tears in his eyes. He puts the wood under Baorins body on fire. The fire get bigger and covers Baorins body. All the Grandaxes walks in but not Torvald, he stays kneeled by the fire, tears running down his cheeks. After a while he walks in.

[lιoɴ 248]

Wulfric is working in his office in the Halls of Remembrancers. He has dyed ink, and a fairly large piece of parchment.

After he is finished, he delivers the emblem to the Grandaxe Hall table, where he asks the Clan Elders and Thorik if it may be used.

 

 

(( I think we need a chest of some sort. I made this using photoshop.

[Luchian 214]

Looks at the axes and says "Ye knuw our axes ar' ov' gold, aye?"

[lιoɴ 248]

Looks at the axes and says "Ye knuw our axes ar' ov' gold, aye?"

 

Wulfric's edits it a bit "N' tah Grimaxe symbol too. Morgrim reminded meh" Sighed "It doesn' look too guud wit' tah gold un, 

 

[lιoɴ 248]

*smiles passing over the final sketch to Morgrim and the Elders, finally to Thorik

 

 

 

 

"Ah'v also completed tah Eldah trials Morgrim 'as sent me eff to" he sits back down, waiting for a response.

[SirSnowMan 318]

Mc Name: SirSnowMan
Character Name: Valdrik
Character Age: 145
Profession: Ferociously Feisty Fighter, siege-weapon builder, ladies man, #1 party Dwarf. 
Appearance: ​Similar to Morgrim, he is kinda muscular, and has a large beard. His hair and beard are ginger, and he is usually in Dwarven armor.
​Bloodline and relation to other clan members: Blackaxe, and son of Morgrim
Short Biography: Valdrik has always been a man to pick fights with the wrong people. Throughout his life, he has been beaten, cut, stabbed, stolen from, and left to die. Running his mouth and always wanting to get the last word usually caused these issues. But over the years Valdrik has learned to keep his mouth shut, and do as he is told. Not enjoying waking up in his own blood and piss, Havgus discovered that drinking is best done when not in an edgy tavern in the middle of nowhere.  And so Valdrik began having parties and get to gathers with friends, drinking until there is more puke on the ground than stone. But of course, being an alcoholic isn't the best way to contribute to the clan. So, Havgus began making weapons, really freaking big ones. Maing blueprints for siege-weapons and launching cattle become a great joy to him, and he continues screwing around and making really big killing machines in the middle of nowhere.
The role you expect to take in the clan: Son of Morgrim. Sometimes he heavily drinks, and is also fun to get wasted with and bother random people. 
An image of the skin you intend to use: http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/dwarf-warrior-484/

((I'll make the beard ginger when I have time))

[Luchian 214]

Mc Name: SirSnowMan

Character Name: Valdrik

Character Age: 145

Profession: Ferociously Feisty Fighter, siege-weapon builder, ladies man, #1 party Dwarf. 

Appearance: ​Similar to Morgrim, he is kinda muscular, and has a large beard. His hair and beard are ginger, and he is usually in Dwarven armor.

​Bloodline and relation to other clan members: Blackaxe, and son of Morgrim

Short Biography: Valdrik has always been a man to pick fights with the wrong people. Throughout his life, he has been beaten, cut, stabbed, stolen from, and left to die. Running his mouth and always wanting to get the last word usually caused these issues. But over the years Valdrik has learned to keep his mouth shut, and do as he is told. Not enjoying waking up in his own blood and piss, Valdrik discovered that drinking is best done when not in an edgy tavern in the middle of nowhere.  And so Valdrik began having parties and get to gathers with friends, drinking until there is more puke on the ground than stone. But of course, being an alcoholic isn't the best way to contribute to the clan. So, Valdrik began making weapons, really freaking big ones. Maing blueprints for siege-weapons and launching cattle become a great joy to him, and he continues screwing around and making really big killing machines in the middle of nowhere.

The role you expect to take in the clan: Son of Morgrim. Sometimes he heavily drinks, and is also fun to get wasted with and bother random people. 

An image of the skin you intend to use: I'll try to make/edit one.

Accepted. Welcome to the Grandaxes. 

 

 

Turns to Wulfric and says

"Tat' is gud, Aye, yer eh elder nuw, Ah'll fink fer eh bit aboot tae axes. Tae Sigil we use must nae beh eh ras' desicion."

[Aislin 4354]

MC Name: _Aislin_

 

Character Name: 

 

Gronkk

Character Age:

 

Gronkk amz hundo 

Profession:

 

 Uruk

Appearance: 

 

Gronkk

Bloodline and relation to other clan members (Feel free to contact me for guidance):

 

Gronkk amz de ruyal steed ob Forin Kingeh

Short Biography:

 

Gronkk amz Uruk. Him uuz'd tuu bi Rex. Naow him nub Rex.

The role you expect to take in the clan:

 

Gronkk amz de steed ob Forin Kingeh

An image of the skin you intend to use:

 

Gronkk nub hosh ad druwin' tingehz