Three New Lords Rise

[Meanking 311]

~~~Announcing of the new Lords of Kal’Azgoth!~~~

 

*Thorin, calls the citizens of Kal’Azgoth to the castle, then reading from his scroll with the dwarven royal seal on the scroll before reading*

 

Citizens of Kal’Azgoth, due to the previous Lords steppin down an’ going on there pilgrimages, i ‘ave decided w’o deh new lords of deh Kingdom shall beh!

*Coughs before reading out the three names to clear his throat*

“Telchar Azaghul”

 

“Nalro Grayhammer”

 

“Farren Starbreaker”                

*Rolls up the scroll, gripping it in his hand*

“Each an every dwarf i ‘ave chosen teh give Lord ‘as shown their value an’ loyalty teh deh Kingdom more than one occasion an’ I would take each and every one of these Dwarves over an army from Kal’Azgoth”

[Dreek 1633]

((GG meanking, spelled nalro's name wrong))

[lιoɴ 248]

Hearing of these news, Wulfric raises a mug of ale in the Grandaxe hall, "Telchar? Azaghul? I knoe a lad wit' de name of Azaghul, but dis mus' be his brether or somethin'..." He takes a gulp of ale " But Me uncle's king now, wise Grandaxe. He mus' knoe wha' he's doin'." Putting thr mug down on the table, walking off.

[Kardel 1054]

Kardel frowns, not a frown of sadness, but a frown of disappointment as his short-sword drops to the floor with a loud clinking sound. All the work that he had done, the work on Thorin's Peak, the work that he hoped that would promote him from his seemingly mock-position of Ogradhad's Alchemist, a position so unacknowledged by the dwarves and everyone in general. It was he that made the potions that granted them victory against the orcs in the siege of Arruz, and him that keeps their legion alive, curing their wounds with expensive potions and medicines and asking for no money in return. He gazes at his minas pouch, it being full of minas, but he would gladly give it all up just for a more appreciated position. He turns around and walks off, not taking any time to congratulate thorin, and in his anger hurls his helm into the lava pit beside the bridge leading to the king's chambers. He slowly makes his way to Blacklight Hold, where the Ironguts belong, and locks himself in his chambers at the very top of the fort, going back to his alchemy.

[lev 627]

Throgrim chuckles as he sees his father prance up and down, naming his three new lords

[Mucky 443]

Olaf spits in disgust as three new lords are chosen. He punches the wall of his dorm five times, then screams out in pure anger.

"Foul putrid kin'!
Dree new lords all uf which were close frends tu yer slimeh skummeh selv!"

Olaf pulls out one of the bunk beds and throws it over, he runs of thinking someone may of heard the racket.

[Dreek 1633]

Dreek chuckles as he hears the names of the three new lords. Thinking to himself about the decisions, Dreek goes over each new lord.

"Farren starbreakeh, guud un 'im he deservd et.

Nalro Grayhammeh, guud un 'im, he must loiklek deservd et, som oders moite 'ave deservd et mur tho. An da Azaghul*as he says the name in his mind he gives out a small chuckle and wonders why Thorin is placing his strongest supporter in a position that many otgers deserved more.

[lιoɴ 248]

Wulfric, after a bit of smithing heads of to the markets of Kal'Azgoth, hears whispers of anger and dissapointment throught the tables concering the new lords. He shakes his head, it's hard for him to admit, but the new lords were poorly chosen. hut he understands that the lords will eventually prove themselves worthy.

[TheNander 241]

((GG meanking, spelled nalro's name wrong))

 

((Here I am thinking that he spelled it right... *goes off to cry in a corner.))

[TheNander 241]

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[Moot 1719]

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