Norgeth

Morul Irongrinder reads the declaration with a wide grin, then stating as he folds it up to save "Trueleh grand, shows those orenians teh nae mess wit' us, teh Khazadmar o' Urguan an' allies beh stalwart en our powah!"

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [!] A Depiction of a Dwarven Mine [!] A missive, pinned to notice boards around Urguan and allied nations, written in geometric yet common script. Down in the depths, riches hidden by Grimdugan lie, they hide from our vigilant sight, our search forever moving forth. I, Gormli am of no notable bloodline, no great history is to my name nor relic to my ancestor’s craft, but my family remember just as well as any good dwed, like solid stone do our minds weather the ages. One such tale I was told as a wee Dwedki many a time, from when I was but a puff of beard till I left home to this great nation is the tale of THE WORLDHEART, a legendary cavern, said to hold innumerable relics, wealth and runic artifacts hidden by The Brathmordakin themselves. Considering the loss of the runes’ mythical power many, many years ago, I have always sought to find this cavern, for it is possible that it contains the secrets to restarting the runes. As such, I ask thee, kind reader, be you dwed or even yrrommar to consider my offer of work. Join me in this endeavor, to dig until we find the cavern that we seek. You will be paid in your pick of the gemstones and metals we dig forth from the deep, we shall dig deeper than ever before, giving up everything of the surface, perhaps it might be fruitless, risking to release untold monsters and forgotten beasts… BUT what is a dwarf, what is a descendant of Urguan if they don’t even Try? Nothing but a short umri pretender! The mine and camp of Az’Grond, of The High Search will be located somewhere in the Urguani mountain frontier, Contact me: Gormli Bellowbeard via bird, courier or in person if interested at this chance at GLORY, WEALTH, AND VALOR! Contact me on Discord if 100% needed: Norgeth#6211 [I’d Prefer IRP discussion though.]

[!] A public letter flies to the hands of Oblazeki young and old, being carried by mine canaries. It is also posted all around the lands of Urguan and even beyond. Gnomes, Dwedlings, Pebble-kin, We are the Oblazeki people, and we must unite, stand together to face a world much larger than ourselves. I, his Lordliness Yaromar II, of the noble line of Aob the wise, call for ALL Oblazeki to come to Urguan, Grand Kingdom of the Dwarves, an establishment of our kin being gathered in said stone-bound nation. Having been recognized as Dwarves by the Clergy of the Brathmordakin, we have attained a myriad of rights and privileges that we have not seen since the time of Oblazekos: the hidden city. Thus we must come together as a whole people, not a scattered, fragmented folk without aim or focus. I plead to all those hermits, all those forgotten families on the run, all those who seek refuge, I call thee here, for we have found a new home among stone and steel… [OOC] This is an IRP recruitment post for my gnome-halfling group within Urguan, calling lost and scattered Oblazeki to a safe haven for their people. If your interested in playing an Oblazeki Gnome, please read our Culture Post and send me a DM at Norgeth#6211, I try to be as including as possible in my lil’ gnome gathering, so please, if you have any ideas that don’t quite fit the culture outlined in the post, feel free to ask questions, I’d be happy to help and see if we can write up an addition or even make edits to the lore. Gnome culture

The Wronged: Clan Irongrinder The Assailant: Craegorn Grimgold The Wrong: The Repeated Insult of Clan Irongrinder, the interruption of Irongrinder Clan Trials via insulting actions and spitting upon us, as well as the questioning of Clan Irongrinder’s honour, calling us cowards. Date of Wrongdoing: SA 61 Terms of Settlement: The Removal of Craegorn Grimgold's new tongue.

Morul read the parchment, letting out a grumble. "Bahh! Fools, teh lot o' tehm! oi'm sure both soides will seeh great folly... Gud thing oi'm safe en tis armoured 'ouseboat." He'd utter with a grin as he took a sip of his morning tea, luxury abound.

Pretty epic if I do say so myself! Good read and well formatted! +1

Wob Vobson runs over and tries to help stop the bleeding...

When the hammer falls... 𝄞𝄞𝄞 reads like a charm, wonderful formatting and well written lore +1

OBLAZEKI GNOMES SONS OF THE HIDDEN CITY [!] An Oblazeki Elder PREFACE & ORIGIN Going by many names and monikers throughout the vast descendent realms, The Gnomish People of Oblazekos are a curious and diminutive folk – A distinct and rich culture within the wider Halfling Race. They found their beginnings long ago, when the first early halflings walked the face of the world as thieves and scoundrels, stealing from the larger folk with swiftness and the ability to fit into smaller areas then most others. Yet this was not the way of Oblazek, a humble preacher and prophet who rallied forth his following in the name of The Creator, he preached that honor, hard-work and faith would deliver his kin from danger, and that they were mighty in spirit, all the same as their larger descendant brothers. Thus they set forth, to break their own path in the world. A far away city was forged! And from humble beginnings did the hidden city grow with Oblazek as its wise leader. He ruled with grace, and when he passed on, the city was christened anew in his name – as the hidden city of Oblazekos. From its small beginnings the city flourished, walls were constructed to defend the people, and the central spire stretched upwards to reach the sky! This time of plenty lasted, and the gnomish people grew mighty in wealth and spirit… yet not all would last forever. Perhaps it was fate, or the act of a malign god – but one peaceful night did a light in the sky begin to grow brighter, growing in size and intensity as it tumbled towards Oblazekos! Down came the central spire of the city as all burned around it, destroyed by that dreadful doom from the dark skies, the majority of Obalzeki died that day, and the survivors spread out across the mortal realms in sorrow, forever grieving their lost home. Yet, not all was lost, and the spirit of the Gnomish People remains bright – them always seeking to better themselves and their kinfolk, a new home will be found one day, that is sure. APPEARANCE & SIZE The Oblazeki Gnomes are a relatively homogenous grouping of Halflings, almost all being descended from the initial settlers of Oblazekos – ages of wandering have incorporated some foreign traits to the Oblazeki, but they have mostly stayed to themselves within small secluded camps and villages. The statue and build of the Oblazeki is strict, them almost all being short and stocky, even by Halfling standards. Standing around 2 foot at the shortest to 2 foot 6 at the tallest, there is little difference in size between genders, with both male and female Gnomes standing at around the same height and weight. Most Oblazeki are pale skinned, similar to Highlander Humans and Mountain Dwarves. If an Oblazeki has more sallow skin, it is a clear sign of mixture with other types of halfling, which is not considered taboo, though it is rare. Oblazeki hair colour is varied, with them having the hair colours of the aforementioned Highlanders – partially common however is a bright white, and many other gnomes gray early within their lifetime. Eye colours are the same as hair, with them being natural and within the range of an average human or dwarf. Gnomish Clothing is often very simple, with practicality and ease of use being a unifying trait, it is often woven from common plant fibers or roughly spun wool. Gnomish traditional dress typically takes the form of a humble tunic, trousers, and felt boots – above all however, is the large and pointed felt cap that so many associate with the Oblazeki, this item of clothing is almost considered sacred, with most gnomes not leaving the house without one atop their head. All Oblazeki wear the cap, and to be without one is considered most embarrassing. CULTURE Gnomish Culture is very focused upon their religion and faith, with it being the very reason for the creation of their culture all those years ago. The faith is centered around worship and praise of The Creator, known to the Oblazeki as The Great-One. Believed to have created all and to be all powerful, The Great-One is venerated by nearly all of the Gnomish People. Along with the Great-One, there is a simplistic form of ancestor veneration, with those Obalzeki of the past being given thanks for their wisdom and contributions to history. The central figure of this is Oblazek, who is believed to have been divinely inspired, empowered with undying wisdom from The Great-One himself. It is believed that Oblazek reincarnates by way of this divinely granted wisdom, and returns to aid the Gnomish people when they need it the most. So far, there have been four figures in Oblazeki history that are widely considered to be Incarnations of Oblazek. Those being as follows 1 : Oblazek The First, The Founder. 2 : Aob The Wise, The Tomekeeper. 3 : Thordin The Brave, The Warrior. 4 : Fargrum The Wanderer, The Explorer. Various branches and ‘houses’ have emerged from the bloodlines of those Incarnations, with them acting as noble figures within Oblazeki society – the most active of which is the House of Aob, known amongst the gnomes for their great wisdom and thirst for knowledge, they have been known to deal with the supernatural and alchemical in search of further wisdom or power. Oblazeki not born of these houses are not considered lesser or a separate caste, for they hold the vast wisdom of everyday life and can equally rise to the station of their house-born kin. Oblazeki Crafts are simple and utilitarian, with a focus being placed on humble natural materials. A vast swath of trades can be found within the Gnomish People, ranging from tailors to carpenters to everything inbetween – it is traditional for Oblazeki to also practice farming along with these trades, producing food from humble crops and small varieties of sheep and goat. These foods are either stored for later, or sold at a local market, depending on the situation in question. Oblazeki are not a combative people, preferring to talk or flee from a situation before violence escalates, however – sometimes there is not an option and one must defend themselves or their family from various wild beasts, or ransacking bandits. Too small to use a normal sized polearm or spear, the Oblazeki have developed a versatile variety of staff-sling, capable of tossing stones and lead-bullets a far distance with great force. The other end of the staff is often capped in a short iron spike, allowing it to be used as a walking stick in rough terrain, or as a makeshift spear should the need arise. OOC INFORMATION Those who have read the Oblazeki Culture post before have probably noticed that it has changed, and that is because we decided that we needed a refresh of the same ideas, but in a new and improved writing style. We tried to keep the post short and sweet, allowing a good amount of freedom within the culture while still getting the point across. Thank you for giving this a read, and we hope you have fun if you stumble upon the Oblazeki Gnomes in game. This post was written by Norgeth_ and TItanium430, with help from many other great people along the way, we thank them for their kindness.

IGN: Norgeth_ RP NAME: Morul AGE: 129 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: home owner (Legion, Guild, Home Owner, Clan List) CANDIDATE: Ulfric Frostbeard

A far flung echo resounds to a silent crowd, a sorcerer inventor's soul missing among infinity ... body turned to naught.

[!] A depiction of a Dwedling Essence-stone [!] Missives are posted in Du Loc, Urguan and various other settlements and cities, the handwriting of a young yet learned Dwedki scrawled upon it. "Requesting all enchanters and magi, my late father created a system of enchantments that I'd be willing to handsomely reward anyone able to recreate said creations through the payment of golden goods, ranging from trade bars to large storage ingots. Be it by sorcery, alchemy or some other path to power, whomever is able and willing to help in this task should contact me in Urguan or Du Loc, more information will be provided during meeting - Azdor Morulson" "amount of payment is negotiable upon meeting, depending on the recreations source and accuracy"

Azdor Morulson cries upon the death of his father in the distant land, for he is truly gone, never to be seen again...

Morul Tinkerbeard looks upon the worn parchment, a single word coming from the sorcerer Dwed "Fascinating..." as he takes the parchment in hand, walking deeper into The Enclave of Verak'Dor.

MC Name: Norgeth_ Character Name: Morul Tinkerbeard Contest(s) you wish to enter: Ogradhad Are you a citizen of Urguan or one of Urguan’s Vassals? If so, which one: I am a Dwarf who lives in the city (Urgauni Citizen)

=-O-= A small tuberous root, similar to rutabaga but much smaller. Rumble-root is dependent on Systels and Glimmerstone for light, the small plant taking advantage of the nutrient-rich bed of many water formed caverns, as well as the relative lack of competition, named after its discoverer “Morlo Rumble-Quake” a forest dwed who fell down a large sinkhole while lumberjacking, Rumble-root has since became a favorite among cavern dwelling descendants such as cave dwarves and dark elves for its nutty yet sweet flavor that some would call a mix between a peanut and a carrot. Since farmed and propagated by deep-dwellers around the realms, Rumble-Root is known to be a hassle to farm, requiring much effort in not only supplying light via nearby Glimmerstone or Systel gatherings but also in making sure the ground has been thoroughly tilled, as rumble root grows best in soft moss-like soil. Best-known cooking methods include baking, boiling, and even pies, but many other techniques are able to be used. Rumble-Root is inedible unless cooked, near as hard as a rock raw, when cooked it becomes like that of a finer textured potato. Redlines and Rules 1: Rumble-Root may not be used as a loop-hole to allow underground farms, it is meant to be made as player-signed items for flavor and RP's sake. 2: In Order to Rp having any sort of Rumble-Root, cooked or not, must require a player-signed item in your inventory. 3: Rumble-Root is harmless and completely non-toxic, having no effects other than being a flavorful addition to caverns. =-O-= Credits and Citations. Written by Norgeth_ Looked over by Titanium430 Glimmerstone written by Xx_BloodStalk_xX & Titanium430 Systels written by Reece_Nolan

[!] A Sorcerer peers upon everything, yet saw nothing, a distinct smirk upon his bearded face... Innovation shall move forth.

(Application Form) Name: Morul "The Truth-Seeker" Race: Cave Dwarf Experience: Master Air & Fire Evocation, Master Conjurationist Do you promise to uphold the Cosmic Balance and all it brings? Aye (McName:) Norgeth_ (Discord:) Norgeth#6211

IGN: Norgeth_ RP NAME: Morul Irongrinder AGE: 94 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Home-Owner CANDIDATE: Levian'tol Grandaxe

I like it, neat +1

[!] A message is pinned to the Irongrinder Clanhall, reading thusly “I Morul Irongrinder henceforth apologize for my accusations of the Lord Irongrinder, and for causing chaos and disrupting the Clan as a whole I apologize to it as a whole entity. I shall be self exiling myself from Clan Irongrinder and as well shall be taking up a new name to signify new beginnings. Good day to you all – Morul