A Path Must Be Forged

[Tortek 51]

Whilst walking within the Halls of Kal'Azgoth you notice a group of dwarves gathered around, as you walk closer you're able to see an older looking dwarf in the back speaking out toward the crowd of dwarves.

 

"Now meh kin I ,Tortek Golemforge, stan' 'ere on dis deh ta ask fur yer 'elp! Our 'alls grow fin, our kin unable ta foind deir weh ta dese great 'alls, an' fur dis is why I stan' 'ere ta ask fur da 'elp of de Brothmordakin, da 'elp of our Gran' King, an' most importantleh da 'elp of meh kin, da 'elp of deh great sons of Urguan! We must begin de construction of ah great road leadin from dese 'alls ta de Temple of da Monks. dough dere will be much distance ta cover I know it to beh nae ah true challenge fur ye! Fur deh sons of Urguan! So may Yemekar guoide us as weh forge dis gran' paf an' maeh 'e guoide ye in all yer travels!"

 

 

A piece of parchment can be seen hanging within the walls of the Kings Castle, it reads.

 

"Greetins meh King, I leave dis ta ask fur yer 'elp an' appruval fur de forgin of ah gran' paf from de 'alls of Kal'Azgoth ta de Temple of da Monks. If ye must speak wif yer lords I understan' dough I du ask dat ye don' take taa lon' as mure an' mure of our kin are losin' dere weh ta dese great 'alls as we speak. Maeh Yemekar guide yer weh.'

~Tortek Golemforge

[Lago 2572]

Ye ahve me pickaxe, lad. Me eyes bleed from t'e dark purple text, but ye ahve me pick fer this underground road.

[Nefarious Aus Shitpost 891]

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Please make it look something like this. ]]

[Lathros 377]

*grabs his pick* "Aye, eh'll elp ye." *mutters, "Eh ave nuttin better teh do".

[Alakabam 582]

Toran stands next to Tortek and smiles as he holds his pickaxe steadily in his hand. He starts looking around through the crowd that is gathering around to listen to the stories of Tortek, Toran still has his hood on so no one can recognize him.

[Thrym 188]

Thrym doesn't say a word to his son. He simply gives him a nod and raises his pickaxe a bit.

[Hiebe 2493]

Thrym doesn't say a word to his son. He simply gives him a nod and raises his pickaxe a bit.

Hiebe stands there thinking how this was his idea WAY before even any of the other dwarves came to Anthos and chuckles thinking how Tortek suggested it and how it could profit from it

[Thrym 188]

Hiebe stands there thinking how this was his idea WAY before even any of the other dwarves came to Anthos and chuckles thinking how Tortek suggested it and how it could profit from it

Thrym sees Hiebe and shrugs. He has thought it a good idea ever since then and is willing to help get it done, regardless of who is suggesting it this specific time.

[Watty_Banker 172]

Bardel here's off the speak but just lazily moves a hand

"Cannae be arshed. Yuh guh ahead duh."

[Moot 1719]

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