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  1. IGN: willstertheking2RP Name: Levian’Tol GrandaxeCandidate: Jorvin Starbreaker
  2. Levian’Tol Grandaxe sat alone in the Grandaxe Clan Hall scrapping blood from his armor and repainting his shield that had been shredded apart from the days fighting. “T’ere will be no safe ‘aven for t’ese MONSTERS w’en teh whole ov Urguan rises up to clear t’em out.” He utters moving to take yet another Grimaxe Bourbon out of storage.
  3. Levian’Tol puts down the revision as he runs his fingers through his beard. ”’Ah suppose t’ese will ‘ave ta do.”
  4. MC Name: willstertheking2 RP Name: Levian’Tol Grandaxe Discord: TheKingSwan#1143 RP Race: Mountain Dwarf Reason for joining: Support Brewers and get their Ales around Arcas Favorite Drink: Grimaxe Bourbon
  5. NAME: Levian’Tol Grimaxe IGN: willstertheking2 WHERE YOU HAIL FROM: The Grand Brewery
  6. Levian’Tol would read over the missive his brow furrowed in confusion before mumbling, “’Aensers are ‘Ighlanders? T’at’s news ta me.”
  7. Levian’Tol would grimace as he read through the treaty, his vision turning red before even reaching the end of the document before mumbling, ”Teh wisdom ov teh council know no bounds.”
  8. Levian’Tol smiles as he reads over the document before whispering to himself, “Finally.”
  9. Levian’Tol smiles as he hears the news. “Atleast t’ere’s some good news” He mumbles before yelling out, “Ta teh Golden Axe Pact!” His shout echos through the halls of Urguan as he returns to his shop weary from the road.
  10. Levian’Tol continues to stock his shop in Morsgrad thinking to himself, “It is only a matter of time till Morsgrad regrets this decision, hopefully before the armies of Oren lie before the gate.” He sighs as he leaves to take the long road back to Urguan.
  11. Levian Tol smiles as he watches the church turn to rubble. “A victory for The Brotherhood and All Father!”
  12. “Hello sir, I am happy to finally be off the blasted boat, haha. Now would you tell where a dwarf like me would be able to find good mead and work around your town. Maybe someone dressed as fine as you would have a need for someone with skills in masonry, mining, or perhaps … fighting?” As I lean in for a handshake passing him a small coin purse hidden between my fingers to encourage a response.
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