A Displeased Paragon

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*The Grand Marshal Paragon Kjell stands before a crowd of Dwarves, primarily of Legion ranks.. Holding up a piece of paper he found got from the Rememberancer after inquiring about a newly written book, "Book of Paragons" with a slight look of disgust on his face etched with age and stress from the recent events that has befallen the Dwarves he lifts the little paper written by "Dun Irongut" and with a loud bellow he asks the crowd,*

"Wut be dis brudders ov moine? Wut da fawk be dis nuh book dat 'as come intuh creation since da breakin' ov oor constitution? Oor ways? A book nae approved by oor kin or council.. Nae, written by da 'ands ov da Young Arch Bishop Maellik da youngest dat 'as evah been, an' cousin ov Tortek Silverfist a trusted friend.

Be da Ironguts gadderin' a plot ov my removal from powah as yer marshal an' me deserved toitle ov Paragon? Be dey foightin' ta save demselves from da wra'f dat be da Ire'eart way? Me finks aye! Ah gave em a chance tuh reason an' listen bu' dey spit at my words an' crude insults tuh dere elvish ways ov nae insults an' bringin' in does w'o dey fink shoold be "'onorary Dwarves" w'en dey benae ov oor descent an' onleh 'ave commited un act ov valor an' bravory! Ah've seen lads w'o 'ave done moar dat shoold truely deserve dis respect an' toitle loike Igneberr da bread elf frum toimes ov old w'o fed oor 'ungry kin durin' da buildin' ov Moont Ire, an' Caceus w'o did da same wi'f 'is talents fer farmin' an' 'is ability ta keep 'is promises!

W'y mus' dis "Ventus" get a toitle loike dis? Fer un war! Un dat we 'ave fought off da leadership ov meself an' Strong'old a moighty foine Grand Marshal w'o wus booted off ov power affer nae promisin' oath tuh dat King we call 'Iebe w'o began commitin' acts ov loies tuh oor kin! 'Iebe even supported da idea ov a ELVEN GRAND MARSHAL!"

*Kjell bellows with rage, as he produces yet another sheet of paper signed with Hiebe's insignia, this paper is a exact version of the voting ballots used for electing the council, and it states the column of Grandmarshal was striked off for the elf Ventus.*

"WUT SORT OV FAWKIN' SCHIT BE DIS ME KIN, ME BRUDDERS W'O AH'VE FOUGHT FOR WI'F ME COUSIN W'O PASSED FROM A 'ONORABLE DEA'F!?"

*Kjell struggles to calm down with a few deep breaths, as he regains his composure storing the ballot back in his beard as he takes out the sheet of paper he had before resuming his speech in a hoarse tone.*

"Nae mattah dat t'ough.."

*The Paragon brings his black iron-clad arm before him with the page in his grasp he begins reading it out loud, with a furrowed brow and a torrent of spit as he expresses his distaste.*

Contention Form

Use dis Form if ya wish ta remove da title of Paragon frum a livin' Paragon

Yer Name: Dun Irongut

Da Name ov da Dwarf bein' Contended: Kjell_Ireheart

List of Reasons they should be Removed: A suggested Dwarven grudge shall be carried on this fashion. For the crimes of a discovered wartime assault on my father in times of Aegis, the kidnapping of women from ally nations, and general disrespect of the position. It is in this manner, that I also point out his disrespect of Elves, primarily Ventus, a member sworn to protect our nation with his guild. He has jeopardized the security of this nation and decreased our military force by 20 fold. A paragon is a man of honor and respect, not foolish behavior. Attention must be paid, lest we forget our own honor. If the man has already lost his title, so be it, as I do not see it listed. If not, I stand firmly in my position.

*Inhales deeply giving a guttural groan of disbelief before the crowd of his supporters, shaking his head attempting to forget the words he had just read to the his folk who keenly listen, he resumes his tirade shortly after looking at them with a stern gleam in his eye similar to the type he gets when he spots a new carpet.*

"Look wut dey plan tuh duh me brudders an' sisters ov Sword, Axe an' 'Ammer! Dey plot fer da weakenin' ov oor people! Dey can take me toitle ov Paragon! But Ah'll promise ye dat Ah'll foight da Ironguts fer dere acts ov treason tuh da Kingdom an' creation ov false claims regardin' acts ov da past dat didnae 'appen!"

*The Grand Marshal looks over the crowd with his distinct expression famed to Irehearts and those of Yavok's descent, his throat and words becoming more difficult to understand with his rising rage he unclips a tankard from his belt and tags a long swig.*

"Dis be wut it means tuh be a Dwarf, tuh drink! Tuh 'ave foine feasts! Tuh Foight fer yer 'onor! An' da Ironguts challenge all ov dese frum me an' Ah'll contest ev'ry un ov Dun's claims roight nooh befer ye me kin!

Assult on da fadder ov Dun Irongut, Darrius Irongut! Ah can tell ye 'e wus a foine Dwarf un w'o coold run a gud 'old un loike 'Iebe, nae mattah if 'e seemed greedy fer land an' powah Ah granted 'im da roights tuh 'ave dat land 'e needed an' Ah sent me forces tuh 'is 'old w'en Carpets w'ere said tuh beh near! It be true Ah assulted 'im durin' un ov 'is claims, bu' 'e accepted it! Fer it wus a 'onorable duel between meself an' 'im affer 'e insulted me proide! 'E won dat duel ya knoo w'y? 'E CHEATED! 'E BROOGHT OOT A GOLDEN AXE WI'F RUN INSCRIPTIONS TA STROIKE ME DOON UNTIL DA MONKS 'AD TUH SAVE MEH W'EN AH BROUGHT A WOODEN AXE FER DA DUEL AFFER WE AGREED TA TERMS!

Ah cannae say dat 'e didnae 'ave da wooden axe befer 'e took oot 'is golden axe durin' da foight bu' Ah accepted 'is cunnin' cheatin' ways an' forgave 'im fer it even affer Ah plead a 'onorable mercy kneelin' befer 'im knowin' Ah wus defeated.

Kidnappin' ov women frum ally nations? Bah nevah 'eard da loike! Dat wus da doin' ov me Cousin Urir w'o 'ad a foine taste in bringin' lasses tuh a bar an' gettin' dem a drink! An' 'e onleh captured tuh lasses! Da dark elf w'o birthed me nephews an' da lassie tassel w'o Ah cannae say dat Ah didnae 'ave a loikin' fer affer she brewed us da foinest ale da maiden's bane. Unleh da dark elf wus ov a alloied nation, Tassel wus a renegade lass we foond on da road.

Da onleh lass Ah moight 'ave Kidnapped wus a yoong Carpet choild w'o wus wi'f da Dark Elf lass an' 'apply game wi'f meh as da wee missy road on me back tuh Tassel's nooh tavern.. Nae lon' affer Ah did loose 'er on King's road, an' Urir troied ta fawk da Dark elf lassie affer she fergot everyfin' frum eatin' a golden apple!

Disrespect ov position? WUT BEIN' A FAWKIN' IRE'EART AN' A FOINE LEADER OV WAR W'O 'AS FOUGHT FER OOR NATION IN MOAR WARS DEN ANY ODDER DWARF BEFER MEH? BEIN' A PARAGON W'O FINKS WE DUNNAE NEED A ELVES TA PROTECT DA KING BUT DA PEOPLE? TUH INSULT DA CAPABILITIES OV A WEAK ELVEN WAR LEADER? Ah say Carpet schit tuh dis un!

Disrespect ov elves.. Ah cannae say Ah dunnae disrespect all Elves, jus' dis un fer cheatin' in da elections an' goin' be'oind me back affer Ah offered 'im truce an' respect fer 'im runnin' fer da position ov Grand Marshal, Ah even offered 'im 'is own chapter in da army by 'is own command! Unleh ta listen tuh meself or da King in toimes ov great peril! Ah dunnae disrespect all da Elves Ah meet! Only does w'o dunnae 'old true tuh da ways ov Dwarves.

Nooh dese few last uns be me favorite uns!"

*Kjell chuckles out loud as he repeats the words from the parchment he brings before his eyes again before flicking it away from his view preparing another mighty tirade of insults, facts, and statements.*

" 'PPEARNTLY AH JEOPARDOIZED DA NATION'S MILITARY BY KICKIN' OOT DREE SOLDIERS! OCH NAE WUT WOOLD WE EVAH DUH! WE BE FAWKED IN DA ARSE BY ORKS 'CAUSE WE CANNAE PROTECT OORSELVES WI'F A ORGINOIZED LEGION TWENTY SIX STRONG AN' AIDED WI'F DA MOIGHT OV DA DWARVES W'O STAND BE'OIND OOR 'ONOR AN' CAUSE!"

*The Grand Marshal spits on the stone after saying those foul words of lies and slander written by the foolish Dun Irongut the one who does not know who his father truly was.. A damned Oren supporter.*

"An' 'eres da last un, A Paragon mus' be a "Man" ov 'onor? Moar loike a fawkin' Dwarf w'o luvs ta foight an' wurk w'oile drinkin' lots ov ale!

An' nae foolish be'aviour! Ah mus' ask ye lads 'as me be'aviour been foolish? W'en Ah speak da tru'f tuh ye lads an' unleh warn ye ov wut be 'appenin' tuh yer onleh livin' Paragon! Un w'o 'as accomplished many foine feats an' 'as 'elped dis nation win many a battle in war!? Ah say nae! Bu' da rest be up tuh ye."

*Kjell inhales deeply again, taking another swig from his tankard putting away Dun Irongut's Contention form into his beard, awaiting a response from the partially awestruck crowd.. A good majority begin to shout and cheer in pride for his words and claims with a new zeal, the Ironguts in the crowd begin to seem to shy away or yell insults back attempting to prove duns statements, whilst some simply stand there. Kjell then pulls a large selection of hand panted scrolls and tosses them to the crowd.*

[Skippy 2466]

"Kjell, ya du know most uv Ventus' votes are from 'is own men."

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*Nods to Skippy Irongut with a respectful grin.*

"Yer always un ta pick gud questions lad! Aye, an' Ah challanged 'im on dat! An' 'ow 'is men can vote fer a position loike it w'en dey benae true Dwarves w'o 'ad been 'onored.. If Ah remembah da war didnae occur until affer Strong'old wus made Marshal but da point ov me statement dat 'Iebe voted fer da Elf Marshal an' Dun Irongut tuh!"

[Thrym 188]

Maellik speaks on the matter of the book.

"Da Book was formed as a way fer da church ta betta record da creation of da Paragons. Up to dis point dere has been no set system. Da church does not need da council ta approve dis! Da title ov Paragon is a religious one and falls under da jurisdiction ov da church alone. A contention 'as been filed by Dun, so be it! Dis 'ardly means da Ironguts plot! Oi'm da Archbishop, Kjell. Oi work wit' da authoriteh ov da Brathmordakin. Oi made dis book so da Dwarven people could say who they wanted to be there Paragons. Da Bishops need to know who the people feel wortheh...an' unworthy. Only den can da Bishops vote on da matta. Tread careful, Paragon. Ye not only slander da Irongut clan 'ew ye wrongly claim conspires but da Archbishop, representatives ov da gods! Bein' Paragon will not save ye from dere wrath if ye continue loike dis."

[Skippy 2466]

"Ah voted fur ya, dun worry me am gud dorf"

[Thrym 188]

"Ah voted fur ya, dun worry me am gud dorf"

"Oi voted fer da Paragon as well! We both bear da name Irongut yet 'e accuses our clan?"

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

Maellik speaks on the matter of the book.

"Da Book was formed as a way fer da church ta betta record da creation of da Paragons. Up to dis point dere has been no set system. Da church does not need da council ta approve dis! Da title ov Paragon is a religious one and falls under da jurisdiction ov da church alone. A contention 'as been filed by Dun, so be it! Dis 'ardly means da Ironguts plot! Oi'm da Archbishop, Kjell. Oi work wit' da authoriteh ov da Brathmordakin. Oi made dis book so da Dwarven people could say who they wanted to be there Paragons. Da Bishops need to know who the people feel wortheh...an' unworthy. Only den can da Bishops vote on da matta. Tread careful, Paragon. Ye not only slander da Irongut clan 'ew ye wrongly claim conspires but da Archbishop, representatives ov da gods! Bein' Paragon will not save ye from dere wrath if ye continue loike dis."

*Scoffs, at Maellik, rolling his eyes yet again at the naive beardling .*

"Jus' w'en Ah f'ought Ah wus gettin' tuh respect ye 'gain ye prove yerself wrung! Ye 'ave witnessed wut 'as 'appened in dese toimes an' ye 'ave agreed tuh deal wi'f da Crimson lads, an' nooh ya say Ah'm accusin' ye fer conspoirin' by wroitin' a fawkin' book! Wut sort ov Dwarf fawkin' judges a Dwarf wroitin' a book eh? Ah dunnae complain tuh da Rememberancer Kilgrim w'en 'e wroites suh w'o says Ah'm sayin' yer conspoirin' 'gainst meh eh? An' moind ye lad Ah'm da un dat da Brathmordakin 'ave blessed wi'f dree sacred armors! Ah'm da un w'o passes judgement on da croimes ov does un 'onorable tuh oor kin by petty acts, if ye dare challenge me in anyfin' Ah'll say a duel! An' we'll see w'o'se Axe, Blade or 'Ammer da Brathmordakin favors! Ah benae un fer petty squable 'gainst a 'onorable lad w'o 'as served da Brathmordakin as dere voice.. An' Ah willnae guh tuh does depths."

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

"Oi voted fer da Paragon as well! We both bear da name Irongut yet 'e accuses our clan?"

"Ah'm accusin' da nae sayers ov yer clan! An' ye shoold be aware if ya looked at da poster.. Dis be a toime fer redemption, Ah say da good Ironguts shoold f'row away dere dis'onorable toitle an' take up da name ov SilverBeard da same toilte Urguan took w'en it wus rumored 'e 'ad a beard ov silver!."

[Thrym 188]

*Scoffs, at Maellik, rolling his eyes yet again at the naive beardling .*

"Jus' w'en Ah f'ought Ah wus gettin' tuh respect ye 'gain ye prove yerself wrung! Ye 'ave witnessed wut 'as 'appened in dese toimes an' ye 'ave agreed tuh deal wi'f da Crimson lads, an' nooh ya say Ah'm accusin' ye fer conspoirin' by wroitin' a fawkin' book! Wut sort ov Dwarf fawkin' judges a Dwarf wroitin' a book eh? Ah dunnae complain tuh da Rememberancer Kilgrim w'en 'e wroites suh w'o says Ah'm sayin' yer conspoirin' 'gainst meh eh? An' moind ye lad Ah'm da un dat da Brathmordakin 'ave blessed wi'f dree sacred armors! Ah'm da un w'o passes judgement on da croimes ov does un 'onorable tuh oor kin by petty acts, if ye dare challenge me in anyfin' Ah'll say a duel! An' we'll see w'o'se Axe, Blade or 'Ammer da Brathmordakin favors! Ah benae un fer petty squable 'gainst a 'onorable lad w'o 'as served da Brathmordakin as dere voice.. An' Ah willnae guh tuh does depths."

Un ov yer first statements was dat da book was "Nae approved by da council or our kin". Per'aps I misunderstood but dis seemed ta be callin' da book part of dis "conspiraceh". It may be I 'eard ye wrong but it seemed ye were implicatin' me.

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

Un ov yer first statements was dat da book was "Nae approved by da council or our kin". Per'aps I misunderstood but dis seemed ta be callin' da book part of dis "conspiraceh". It may be I 'eard ye wrong but it seemed ye were implicatin' me.

"Ah wus jus' sayin' such a book ov roighteous value mus' 'ave a form ov record in da constitutions texts! An' da purpose ov da book 'olds roights dat da constitution shoold cooperate wi'f an' bo'f shoold aboide by each odder."

[Thrym 188]

"Ah wus jus' sayin' such a book ov roighteous value mus' 'ave a form ov record in da constitutions texts! An' da purpose ov da book 'olds roights dat da constitution shoold cooperate wi'f an' bo'f shoold aboide by each odder."

Oi see. Oi apologize fer my outburst Kjell. Oi foind ye a gud dwarf an' agree wit' ye on many tings. 'oweva, oi'll not abandon da name ov Irongut. 'iebe was allowed ta vote as 'e would, we cannae 'old dat against 'im. As fer da Crimsons, 'e 'as relieved dem from 'is service. Oi 'ardly call 'im doin' as we wished ov 'im an' act against ye. 'e is still da king and, in my moind, a gud dwarf.

EDIT:

As fer Dun. 'e is allowed to write a contention as 'e will. If 'e 'as any support it da Bishops will look at 'is claims an' see if dey are founded. If 'is contention fails an' it is decided dat it was wrong 'e is required ta apologize to ye. Until such time as da verdict is made oi suggest ye keep yer peace. Also, w'en da decision is finalleh made oi recommend ye accept it no matta what.

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*Mumbles to himself partially displeased by his statement about the contentions.*

"Shoold dere be nae way ta prove da statements tue er false? If sum un makes sumfin' loike dis?"

[Thrym 188]

*Mumbles to himself partially displeased by his statement about the contentions.*

"Shoold dere be nae way ta prove da statements tue er false? If sum un makes sumfin' loike dis?"

Da book is ta be kept organized an' 'old only da forms given. If ye feel da claims made are false send me a message. Da message ye send will be brought up in da Council of Bishops. Apart frum dat, take no public action. We wish ta keep tings civil.

[TEEbrown 348]

Bazian half-limps in with haste, using his cane for support. He shouts as he walks, angered from the commotion.

"FOOLS! Ah cannae belive meh ears! T'is beh our ways ov fairness, yah cannae beh causin' ah fit loike dis if yah kin dun vote fer yah!

IF TH' DWARVEN PEOPLE WANT AH ELVEN GRAND MARSHAL, DEN DEY WILL GIT IT!

Dat is th' whole reason fer t'is bluddeh system anyway. 'nd dis is nay ah plot! T'is is 'ow weh wanted th' elections tew beh. Yah are tew steeped in old traditions! Toimes 'ave changed Paragon, best yah git used tew it!

Bazian plants his cane firmly in from of the lot. He inhales a deep breath with a gruff expression on his face.

"'nd as fer yah, ignorant Irongut! Yah bes' watch yerself les' yah disrespect th' elders ov yah kin! Yah wuld beh ah fool tew see t'at Kjell not beh ah Paragon! Not un ov yah lil' books wuld change t'at! It is ah matter ov 'onor! Not ov th' "church".

KJELL IS AH PARAGON!

Dere, now it is said. Go write it in yah book."

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

"FOOLS! Ah cannae belive meh ears! T'is beh our ways ov fairness, yah cannae beh causin' ah fit loike dis if yah kin dun vote fer yah!

IF TH' DWARVEN PEOPLE WANT AH ELVEN GRAND MARSHAL, DEN DEY WILL GIT IT!

Dat is th' whole reason fer t'is bluddeh system anyway. 'nd dis is nay ah plot! T'is is 'ow weh wanted th' elections tew beh. Yah are tew steeped in old traditions! Toimes 'ave changed Paragon, best yah git used tew it!

*Mumbles mocking ol' Bazian's comment, before mumbling himself about traditionalist ways being the right way not willing to get "used" to it..*