Legion Resources

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*The Grand Marshal beckons over the Dwarves as he stands in the dining hall ready to deliver a series of orders to the new Grunts and full fledged Legionnaires*

 

"Okeh lads! Ye 'eard da Lord Valen, Weh be goin' ta fawkin' tear dose bludeh carpets a nooh un an' we be goin' ta skin em w'ole tuh put em on oor floors! Suh dat weh can fawkin' spill oor dwarvish ale on em w'oile we chant 'boot oor victory! But first Ah need ye lads ta start contributin', da Dwarves need supploies an' lots ov em, weh need moar Iron an' Ah need ta smi'fs ta make moar armor if ye wunt ta join da foight Ah'll be keepin' a list ov all da Dwarves an' Legionnaires ready ta slaughter dose green shits! 'Ere be da list ov resources weh need."

 

*Kjell unfurls a large parchment that bears blue rhunes written roughly in lapis and traced over twice to express emphasis on the words.*

 

Iron - Weh be needin' moar iron, even t'ough da Legion 'as a gud 'moont fer battle weh be needin' moar in da case dat dere will beh a major defeat (Ah'd loike da see da bastard rose pickers troie an' beat oos!). F'oak Gold'and da Yemekre's pick will be leadin' moinin' expeditions tuh get moar iron an' weh be needin' ye lads ta guh tuh! If Ah 'ear a bludeh single "DA MOINES BE DROIE SIR!" Ah'm goin' ta pick ye up an' start usin' da dolt w'o said dat tuh moine away da rock wi'f 'is beard! Weh be goin' ta strip dis oisland clean if weh 'ave ta! Suh Ah'll be speakin' tuh F'oak 'boot makin' large strip moines under da valley.

 

Food - Weh got plenty ov food bu' moar wooldnae be a problem! If weh start gadderin' moar an' gettin' da lot ready fer war dat'll 'elp if weh evah bludeh get sieged, bu' den 'gain dose bludeh carpets will jus' bash deir 'eads 'gainst oor walls an' kill demselves fer oos w'en dey see oor defense an' troie ta break it!

 

*Kjell tosses the scroll to a grunt who then leaves the room to nail it onto the wall along with the other notices on.*

 

"Ye lot be dismissed! Remembah da foight beh on da last da f'ird last mon'f ov da Dwarvish year! Roight befer da mon'fs ov da moiner's rest! Suh get yer carpet slashin' arms ready fer da foight! Weh cannae bludeh loose dis battle! Oor beardlin's will un day speak 'boot dis battle an' remembah it wi'f proide an' 'onor!"

 

*The Paragon thrusts his fist in the air with a loud cheer chanting the phrase*

 

"May Dungrimm guide oor blade f'rough em! An' brin' oor lads w'o fall tuh 'im!"

[cmf95 39]

* IronBreaker Durrim Goldhand watches from the crowd and smiles while lifting his hoe In the air* Oi! Yeh 'eard him lads! Let gu take da fuud from da bloodah elves! * chuckles at his own comment* Okah but reallah, lets gu! * charges out of the room with a decent sized group of lads*

[Boomack21 124]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.