Marking The Kingdom's Borders

[Tethras 278]

Farren exhales heavily as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. Glancing left and right towards the various seated Jarls, Lords, Clan Fathers, Commanders and Grand Councilors  He runs his hand slowly across the finely carved engravings of the large stone table situated between the seats of those who of aer great importance within the Dwarven Kingdom. He slams his fist down forcefully onto the stone table, licking his lips out of anticipation as the faces of the crowd turn to stare at him.

 

"Honoured guest, we 'ave gat'ered yer today 'tu announce our borders. Long 'ave we fought wit diplomanceh' 'an our axes 'tu secure an' expand our borders. Causing our' cartographers much strife in order 'tu provide 'an accurate representation. 'Ah can now show yer 'tu results ov' t'eir efforts." 

 

He coughs loudly, gesturing towards two nearby dwarves.  Wearing the symbol of the Kingdom upon their clothes. Their faces showing strain as they carry a large scroll into the room. Unfurling it down the table.  It looks like so:

 

((Big thanks to Mirtok for providing the maps.))

 

 

 

 

 

"Behold 'tu Borders ov 'tu Kingdom ov' Urguan! Let it be know 'tu all t'at t'ese be Dwarven Lands. We've alreadeh' sent scribes 'tu work 'tu make more ov t'ese maps public.  Some 'ave already been released publicleh' in Kal'Azgoth." he says in a loud booming voice. A wry smile creasing onto his face as his eyes dart back and forth at  the faces of those glancing at the map. He steps back , motioning for them to respond. 

 

((A final note, the land marked in this map was taken in roleplay. So if there are any issues with it, please deal with in it roleplay not oocly. ))

[Tethras 278]

Jarls, Lords, Clan Fathers, Commanders and Grand Councilors

 

((All those listen in the post can reply. Apart from if you're banished or arrested you wouldn't be there.))

[Serf 647]

=Thoak Goldhand, Clanfather of the Goldhands=

Thoak leans back in his stone chair staring blindly foward, and adjusting his blindfold every so often. Dolgan, his assistant looks over the large map, and describes the map in great detail to Thoak. After describing the shear size of the Dwarven territories, Thoak sighs slightly, and begins to brood in his chair, playing with his golden braids as he does so. 

"Hrmm, oot soonds tae me t'at ur borders ur very large. Almost as large as tae borders 'o tae Oren 'umans, hooever tae current settlements in ur lands ur weak, an' almost more barren t'an tae city ootself.. like Kastoria, ur Brom'kah. An' t'ey ur very close together as 'ell an' serve little to tae Kingdom 'o Urguan. I suggest demolishin' t'ose toons, an' move 'em else where.. like tae shores t'at Dolgan described tae me, ur on tae border 'o tae savage greenskins tae keep us safe from an' invasion 'o sorts."

[Lago 2572]

"Dwarven Land be all land south ahve t'e Cloudwater River save fer t'e Dread Jungle of Primorr and t'e orcish desert beyond et."

[Dreek 1633]

*responding to Thoak*

Ye mus beh uninfurmed Thoak brom'Krah beh vereh populated an is da strongest of all oor 'olds.

*Nodding over to Barry*

Oveh dere beh der Jarl. Demolishin der vereh defendable keep wuud beh bad.

*Nodding Over to Drew

An dat beh Kastoria's Jarl. As fer ye remurks aboot Kastoria, dey beh populated as well. Ah wondeh tho whu ye beh gettin yer info frum, becus dey beh dead wrung.

Alsu tu yer remurks aboot da Uruks, weh 'ave ah surt ov truce wit dem, dey wouldnae invayde us.

*Dreek sits back in his chair*

[Serf 647]

Thoak raises an eyebrow for a moment at the remarks from Dreek, and fondles his beard slightly adjusting his golden circlet.

"T'en t'ey must 'o just crawled oot 'o under a rock. Nae once 'ave I seen 'em walkin' freely throogh tae streets 'o t'eir 'olds. An' wot use is t'eir 'olds? Producin' wheat? T'at is all t'at t'ey ur good fer. T'eir location is nae much defendable, an' a army 'o sorts coold just march past t'eir 'old on tae main road, an' be oot tae gates. An' I 'ave yet tae de business wit' t'eir so called 'population' t'at ye go on 'boot as t'ey must be ghosts, I just must be at t'ose 'olds at tae wrong time 'o tae day kind 'o strange.

Thoak turns his head over toward the voice speaking of the rivers.

"Ye must 'o crawled oot from under a rock as 'ell. A river 'ill nae defend against rampagin' orcs, ur jungle savages oot t'at. Also ye must be raised by bloody dagger ears tae make such a truce wit' tae Orcs, beardlin'.

Thoak moves his head back toward Dreek, and speaks

T'ey Orcs ur nae anythin' but savages, an' marauders an' dunnae deserve such a truce wit' tae Kingdom 'o Urguan. Tae bone'ead hoo made such a treaty shoold be casted into tae Deeproads, an' neva' see tae light 'o day."

[Dreek 1633]

*responding to Thoak*

Dat Bonehead beh Keng Forin, an da Uruks sey dey dat ef weh 'elp dem dey 'ill help us ef ah certun greedeh empoire sees et fit tu cast aboot fer lunds en da sooth,Ye mey call da truce ah pact tu defend da sooth.

[Serf 647]

Thoak folds his arms across his chest, and sighs at the dwarf, and turns his head toward him and beings to speak

"Aye, an' t'at was wot t'ey Orcs stated before tae T'ird Great Orcish War, an' after. I woold nae give a secoond chance wit' t'ose greenskin bastards. T'ey eat ur kin, an' t'ey drink tae blood 'o ur kin, an' ancestors. T'orin, an' 'is cooncil shoold be ashamed fer makin' a treaty wit' such savages."

[Dreek 1633]

Ah du fink dis toime beh different, dey 'ave alreadeh 'elped us boi attuckin da rebels woile dey wer aruund.

[Gorum© 623]

" 'elp ye never needed Lord Dreek. Th' Orcs were warned that if deir kin ever broke another truce they would never be given any mure chances. They proceeded tu du so, twice. Uruks are sworn enemies, an' there should nay ever be mutual agreements wit' dem after what they 'ave done. Even so, allowing hordes ov Orcs tu walk into th' city be disgraceful. As fer th' rebels, th' rebels consisted ov some Dwarves. Th' Urkus hate Dwarves, common interest wus all, they didnae provide anything th' nation needed, we we're bein' foolish an' providing dem with whut dey need. "

[troopermatthew 66]

*Sighs leaning forward from his throne*

 

Yer all feckin' arguin' about a race dat aint even livin' in its own city anymore! T'e carpets 'ave scattered un now fight amoungst demselves. Keep an eye on 'em sure enough but I still stand my me views dat we should be keepin' a watch on our northern borders dan our eastern ones!

[Dreek 1633]

*motions to telchar after he speaks*

Exactleh wut ah beh tulkin aboot, oor expandin allois en da nurth beh mur ov a threat den da uruks. Ef dey suddenleh got da oidea en der moind tu attuck us er da Uruks, et wuud mean ah lung an 'ard fught wur. Weh mus begen tu fink aboot ah possibel wur wit Oren, es et moight becom ah realiteh unce dey finis der wurk en da Nurth Lunds. Ef ye 'ave nae seen, dey 'ave taykin oveh da pusseh elvs, nearleh taykin Kal'Halla, an ar taykin da mews mews oveh suun.

[Serf 647]

Thoak slams his fist upon the stone arm of his chair and begins to speak with a rather gravely pitched tone

"Tae only reason tae talk 'o greenskin scum came up, is because t'at I was suggestin' movin' one 'o tae 'olds upon tae border between tae Greenskin's borders tae protect us incase 'o an' attack. Right noo I see nae much use fer tae 'olds rat'er t'an producin' w'eat, an' bloody surface dwellers. An' if we move a 'old along tae road, we coold tax travelers hoo' wish tae enter tae greenskin lands."

Thoak turns over from his chair, and spits upon the stone and the tone of his voice returns to a normal pitch rather than gravely

"An' fer Oren, most 'o t'ose pig-faced 'umans 'ate ur race, an' woold more t'an likely take a shite on ur very stone in t'ese 'alls. T'ey Teutonic Order I be sure 'ated us, an' supported t'ose Greenskin bastards beck on tae lands 'o Asulon, an' tae island 'o Elsyium. T'ey called us 'Mutants', and slaughtered ur kin, an' some 'o t'ose 'ooses t'at ur part 'o Oren ur nae anythin' but looters, an' savages. If ye worry 'boot Oren, t'en I suggest movin' a 'old like tae Brom'kah, ur Kastoria near tae rivers on tae main road tae keep us safe from an' attack by 'em."

[Dreek 1633]

Thoak slams his fist upon the stone arm of his chair and begins to speak with a rather gravely pitched tone

"Tae only reason tae talk 'o greenskin scum came up, is because t'at I was suggestin' movin' one 'o tae 'olds upon tae border between tae Greenskin's borders tae protect us incase 'o an' attack. Right noo I see nae much use fer tae 'olds rat'er t'an producin' w'eat, an' bloody surface dwellers. An' if we move a 'old along tae road, we coold tax travelers hoo' wish tae enter tae greenskin lands."

Thoak turns over from his chair, and spits upon the stone and the tone of his voice returns to a normal pitch rather than gravely

"An' fer Oren, most 'o t'ose pig-faced 'umans 'ate ur race, an' woold more t'an likely take a shite on ur very stone in t'ese 'alls. T'ey Teutonic Order I be sure 'ated us, an' supported t'ose Greenskin bastards beck on tae lands 'o Asulon, an' tae island 'o Elsyium. T'ey called us 'Mutants', and slaughtered ur kin, an' some 'o t'ose 'ooses t'at ur part 'o Oren ur nae anythin' but looters, an' savages. If ye worry 'boot Oren, t'en I suggest movin' a 'old like tae Brom'kah, ur Kastoria near tae rivers on tae main road tae keep us safe from an' attack by 'em."

Nu ned tu muv Eider o dose 'olds, weh beh alreadeh muvin Kal'Halla Dere.

[Serf 647]

Thoak turns his head toward Dreek

"T'ey provide nae anythin' but foods, an' t'ey ur just takin' up space on one side 'o tae moontain slope. I dunnae see much point in 'em."