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An Unexpected Betrayel

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Talibar walks into the ruins of the Greyndor Citadel. An emotionless face is housed on his head. He looks back and forth, seeing all that he has striven for destroyed. Signs display accusations of treachery in the interior of the ruins. On the front of the entrance is poster which reads "By order of the King and the Kingdom of Urugan. You are hereby cast out from this fort and banished." He looks up at the Nieric Flag which lies burnt and tattered. Talibar turns backwards with blank expression on his face as he looks to his brothers of the Order. A short time passes of a glance of sadness until it is broken when Talibar forms a smirk on his face. A powerful war cry releases from his mouth and fills the ruins. The loud "Aoooooooh!" echoes throughout the Dwarven land. 

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*Spencer Cross packs up his gear and rummages threw the Citadel looking for the hidden rooms he placed with in. After he finds what he needs he move back to his home in the Capitol to prepare for war*

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-Thoak sits upon his small chair in the manor of Kastoria staring blindly foward drumming his fingers upon a table infront of him-

(An official post will be made soon to clear things up and the reasoning for the Citadel to be ransacked and banished after I speak with Meanking)

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*Talvaer looks around, a blank expression on his face, he looks around at all the memorable places of the citadel as he rumages through his stuff, grabing what memorable things are still in tact. ha glances at his overly large, destroyed bed with a smirk, it quickly fades as he grabs his last few bits of gear, returning to Oren with his brothers.*

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 Grendor steps forward with a stone face filled with anger and sadness at the sight of his work of dedication and architectural art demolished and torn down.

 

    "God damned f*cking Dwarves. I hate them, they shall die in an eternal Hell of temptation and desire only to be set there, grasping at the small essence of life to live forever. They shall be tortured until their hearts and bones ache of weariness and seal over the pain. Then, and only then, they may halt in torture. When they have grown soft again, we continue to destroy them, break them, and decimate their existence until there is nothing left of them but stories of their treachery, despair, and misery to the Realm!"

    Grendor bows his head and says in a deep voice that echos throughout the hall: "They shall ruin."

 

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Gamle Irongut hears this news, and buries his head in his palms. 

"Sh*t."

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