Fishingrobyn

20th of the Deep Cold, Year 114 of the Second Age. Bjorn lay on his bed, his beard knotted and cuffed with metal jewels. His long red hair braided and swept onto his chest. One hand rested on an axe, a beautiful design forged by an old friend in his early years. His other hand held a shiny ring that seemed to glow slightly. His wedding ring to Rathona. His chest did not move, nor his eyes. The dwarf had peacefully passed. He had felt it coming. Scattered around the floor were books the dwarf had written over the years, pages of drawings that his children had made while they were dwedki and a few empty bottles of Grandaxe Rum. A creation of his own. Bjorn had been through alot in his short dwarven life. Fighting in many wars, participating in multiple battles, the dwarf had earned the respect of his fellow dwedmar. He was known as a successful Jewelerysmith and an even better Merchant. A brewer when he felt like it and a writer as his hobby. Though many in recent years would not know of him because his sickness kept him withdrawn from the community, the dwarf shared many close friends and relationships. Those dwedmar forging him into the person he was. On his bedside table next to the melted wax candle he’d lit before his death was a note. His last words and will to the dwarves of Urguan and his fellow kin within his Clan. I have forged countless pieces, written never ending pages and sold ships worth of goods. But nothing has been as hard as this. I knew my life was coming to an end many stone months ago though I struggled to comprehend it. Though I have lived a difficult life, countless axes swinging towards me I have always found the light at the end of the tunnel. Now though, it is no longer a light. The Brathmordakin called for me, my wife by their side humming soft tunes enticing me. My time is now. To the dwarves that knew me, I hope you remember me as a kind dwarf. I tried where I could to help those in need. To those who don't know me, I hope some will one day tell you of my adventures. Though they may not be as grand as some, I have had my fair share. I would like to give a small message for some dwarves very dear to my heart, be them walking among you or feasting besides the Brathmordakin. Astmar Grandaxe, my father. You didn’t even know I was alive until we first met. Didn’t know you had another son. But none the less you took me in like I had always been there. You helped teach me the ways of a dwarf, aided my hand with a bow and showed me the art of cooking. You were my first anchor within my own culture. Thank you. Wulfgar Grandaxe, my kin. Wulfgar you were the first dwarf I met within the halls of the great dwarven hold. You showed me my true lineage and taught me of our clan's history. Without you I would have never known half of what I do now. I was able to follow your footsteps and teach those of our dwedki about our history. Thank you. Brynaelda Grandaxe, my aunty. You were a mother to me. Coming to Urguan you hugged and fed me without me even asking it. Half the time I’d either have a mug of ale down my throat or a spoon of your broth stuffed into my mouth. You taught me to be kind, to help others be them dwarves or something else. You will forever be the most important dwarf in my life. Thank you. Asvi Frostbeard, my first love and dear friend. Asvi you were a beautiful jewel among a sea of stone. I remember our first meeting on the beach of a fair, you were stabbing the water just after the Goldhand’s had declared their grudge to it. It didn’t take long for the roots to take hold and my love to form. Though you never told me if those feelings were mutual. You cared for me as a close friend either way. PS You still have to fix the marks you left at my house in Hefrumm. Asvi I have always loved you and always will. I hope you find peace wherever you are in the world. To you if you ever return I leave my axe, one of my most dearest possessions. It will remain with my children for the day you return. If that day comes. Enjoy living with the squirrels. Thank you. Gorlim Ireheart, my dear friend. You were the first Ireheart I tolerated. We had our good times and bad. Doesn't mean I liked you. To you I leave a bottle of Grandaxe Rum so you can drink in my honour old friend. Thank you. Dorimnur Goldhand, my mentor. I don’t know where you went Dorimnur. Though the rumor is you to entered the halls of the Brathmordakin. You taught me the skills of the forge and the ways of the merchant. I never knew if you looked to me as a friend but to me you were someone close. Wherever you are Dorimnur I hope you’re at peace. Thank you. Garedyn Mossborn, my dear friend. Green Dragon as my daughter called you. You helped me in my darkness. You aided me in my worst. Though we didn't speak a lot, you were a great friend. I hope I offered you knowledge that aided you to being where you are today. You are a fine dwarf Garedyn, I know you will be great. Thank you. Yazmorra Blackroot, my dear friend. Yazmorra, the most beautiful dwarf to ever live. To this day I still wonder if my father loved you or simply just liked to flirt with you. Thank you Yazmorra for all you taught me. For guiding me in the ways of the forest and always making me feel like an honorary forest dwarf even though I was not. I hope wherever you are that you take one long drag for me, toast to my honour with your horrible strong brews and pray that we meet again. Thank you. Celeste’Tol Blackroot, my dear friend. You didn’t like me as a kid. You sided with Asvi all the time and when we fought you grew scared of me. Though in the years I was away I returned and you were a full dwarfess. You were beautiful. Though you had your scars you helped me heal my own. Celeste without you my life would have ended a lot sooner. I would not have had my children and married my amazing wife. Thank you. Rathona Grandaxe, my wife. My love you have fell before me and I have not much to say. Though I will be by your side soon. You helped heal a broken dwarf and gave him a reason to live. You gave birth to our beautiful children and made me happy. I will see you soon my love. Thank you. Eivor, Orvar, Ashla and Torvi Grandaxe, my children. You were all brats as dwedki. Well besides Ashla who always ran away to the forest. It has been an age since I have seen you all but I hope you all know I love you. You will all become great dwarves. To Eivor I leave 'Ekran Karrzark' or Little Thunder in dwarvish The crossbow made by my father once I had completed my trials. You have not been much of a hunter son, though this will piece armour well from the battlements. To Orvar I leave my Dagger of Grimdugan. A prized pocesson given to me by Dorimnur Goldhand. Maybe you look after it well my hard headed son. To Ashla I leave my bow. Something so dear to me it was made by Asvi Frostbeard as a gift. A token of our friendship. I have held onto it everyday since. Hoping that one day she would return and I could see her once more. You are a great hunter so I know you will use it well. To Torvi I leave my spell rings. Once gifted by Tahorran Divadri. An old teacher of mine and dear friend. It lets you teleport your group. The other a ring of instant snowball. Made by Falk Irongut. Children.. I love you all so much. Aneblla bless. Thank you. Clan Grandaxe, my kin. There are many I have not written about. Agnar, Thumbrindal, Ursus, Levian’Tol, Lillian and more. I want you all to know that my time among this Clan has been amazing. I was born in Sutica though you never made me feel like an outsider dwarf, You are all amazing dwarves with so much strength. To the Clan I leave all my possessions that are not already given. To do with it as you choose. This is not the end. I will see you all once more. I have also spoken to those who will receive specific gifts from me. Thank you all. All I have not mentioned. There are many I have left out, Torsun Goldhand, Brand Irongrinder, Norli Starbreaker to name but a few. Though I have not written a separate part for you I have cared for you all and apricate everything you have done for me and our kin. Thank you all. Signed Bjorn Grandaxe Son of Astmar, Grandson of Svardin. the Wolf-Scared, Elder of Clan Grandaxe and Former Grand Merchant / Armakak’s Coin of Urguan. Noteworthy battles and titles, Grand Merchant of Urguan / Armakak’s Coin - The Snow's Maiden, 12 S.A. - Malin's Welcome, 26 S.A. Earned the title of Elder within the Grandaxe Clan - Unknown Year Fought Oren in the “Tenth Nordling War” - 13th of the First Seed, 22 S.A. - 10th of the Deep Cold, 27 S.A. Battles - "The Forest Interception" 16th of Snow's Maiden, 23 S.A. Fought Oren in the “War of the Wigs” - 17th of the First Seed, 53 S.A. - 11th of Snow's Maiden, 72 S.A. Battles - "Storming of Kal'Darakann" 24th of the Malin's Welcome, 53 S.A. "Seige of Southbridge" 10th of Sun's Smile, 58 S.A. "Second Battle of the Stone Tower" 16th of the Deep Cold, 60 S.A. Fought ‘The United Sovereign States of Almaris’ in the “Almaris Coalition War” - 10th of the Amber Cold, 83 S.A. - 85 S.A. Battles - "The Slaughter of Acre" 11th of the First Seed, 84 S.A. Fought in the final battle of “The Dark Harbour” in which Admiral Rutger von Drak, Lord of the Dark Harbour was killed. - 12th of Grand Harvest, 84 S.A. [OOC] Bjorn has been my most loved character I have ever made before in any RPG, DnD ect. I truly fell in love with him and felt he was a part of me. Though his time was coming and I felt like it was right for him. He has been through tremendous struggles, tirelessly fighting his inner demons that seemed to chase him wherever he went. To all the dwarves seriously thank you so much for all the Roleplay. Everyone played an important role to him. To the dwarves I specially mentioned above. You are all amazing people, don't worry about what anyone else says you made me love LOTC and love playing Bjorn. To anyone interested in learning Bjorn’s story feel free to reach out to me in discord as I have 2000+ words written of his tales. They are long, I warn you lol. Lastly, Bjorn Grandaxe. To you I leave all my memories of Lord of the Craft. All the good, bad and inbetween. You have been an amazing character that has honestly inspired me in so many ways though you were simply played through me. I don’t understand why you become so important or why I felt such a connection but it is your time to go. To Khaz’A’Dentrumm you go. I know the Brathmordakin will bid highly on you and may you find peace among them.

Bjorn sat at his desk as he normally did. One hand resting on his chin, the other with a quill between his fingers. He had seen Lorba a few times within Urguan's halls, and he would never see him again. Bjorn would never know of his death, though if he did he'd mutter pray to Dungrimm for the fallen warrior. No doubt the Ireheart will find himself within the halls of Khaz'A'Dentrumm, feasting among the Brathmordakin with a tankard in hand and axe in the other.

♛ The Wedding of Bjorn Grandaxe and Rathona of Urguan ♚ [!] A flyer would be posted on the stone walls of Urguan and spread to neighbouring kingdoms. Anbella has blessed the union between these two dwarves. They now invite all friends, kin and family that wish to attend and celebrate their love. The wedding shall be hosted within the Brathmordakin Hall in the Grand City of Kal'Darakaan within Urguans realm. The gods shall witness this grand gathering and celebrate along side Urguan's sons and daughters. [7PM EST this Saturday] A special invitation is sent out to the following people of Almaris in hopes Bjorn and Rathona will see them on this special day... Brynaelda Grandaxe, Aunty of Bjorn and Elder of the Grandaxe Clan Levian'Tol Grandaxe, Elder of the Grandaxe Clan Astmar Grandaxe, Father of Bjorn and Elder of the Grandaxe Clan Svardin Grandaxe, Grandfather to Bjorn and Elder of the Grandaxe Clan Wulfgar Grandaxe, Elder of the Grandaxe Clan Celeste'Tol Blackroot, Chief of Hefrumm Gorlim Ireheart, Elder of the Ireheart Clan Nemea Ke Kai'len of the Mother Circle Lord Mika "The Resourceful" Anarion of Lubba's Keep [OOC: All that are special mentioned are people who either don't play regularly anymore or reside outside of Urguan. I still love you Dhaen <3] Bjorn and Rathona hope to see you all there.

MC Name: Bjorn Grandaxe Discord: Fishingrobyn#8010 Image: Description of Image: My character in his clan armour. Dimensions: 1x1

This would be awesome! I Hope I can have a Wolf!!

IGN: Fishingrobyn RP NAME: Bjorn Grandaxe AGE: 62 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Active member in the Legion, Armakak’s Coin, Owner of A-06 and apart of Clan Grandaxe (Legion, Guild, Home Owner, Clan List) CANDIDATE: Levian’Tol Grandaxe Bjorn Grandaxe smiles upon reading his kins election, “Grand King Levian’Tol Grandaxe.... Et sounds eh bit much.” He chuckles beginning to write his vote “Yeh will be eh Great King, much ave yeh worked alreadeh teh benefit teh Kingdom. With more power ah can onleh see et prosper even more.. You ave mah vote.” with a flick of the wrist he signs the parchment and sits back taking up his drink. He raises the ivory horn in the air “Good luck teh you.”

Bjorn Grandaxe sits over the fire inside this home, the flames flickering as he studied them. He lets out a small huff "Du teh bastards realleh care for blood tha' they would kill innocents teh get et?" he stand walking to his window, placing a hand on wall he looks out over Hefrumm. His eyes dancing with hatred "Their evil knows no bounds, may teh Braths smite them teh the hell they belong to."

The First Grand Auction of Urguan Welcome one, welcome all! To the first Grand Auction of Urguan! Our great nation has seen an abundance of wealth and riches within our glistening caverns, an now is the chance to share in our treasures! The Merchants guild will be hosting this Auction to sell some of these beautiful items, so be sure to bring your pouches filled with mina! The auction is set to take place on the month of The First Seed, Year 24 of the Second Age. A book may be purchased at the event for any wishing to know exactly was will be in the auction and their starting bids. ((OOC Friday 6:30 EST at Urguan. If you'd like to sell an ST item please be sure to message me on discord. Fishingrobyn#8010.)) ((Items that are on the auction are ST or very rare only. There are stalls that will be selling other goods)) Signed by, Grand Merchant, Bjorn Grandaxe.

Name of the creature: ◈ Fire Beetles ◈ ”Karaad-Maurr” ◈ (Optional) Link to a picture of the creature + name of the artist: https://media-waterdeep.cursecdn.com/avatars/thumbnails/9/896/1000/1000/636334287498492864.jpeg Is this creature tamable and if so, how: Taming: Taming is possible to a basic level. Simply feeding them on a regular basis, these creatures would begin to stay around areas they are fed. After some time possibly even following someone that constantly feeds them. But if not fed on a regular basis, they will leave in search of more food. Can you use this in combat: No Habitats - Check all that apply: Caves/Caverns Summary of the creature: Introduction Not an uncommon site among the dark caverns of Urguan’s mountains, these fire beetles make their homes far beneath the soil, wandering as scavengers in the dark. Although they have a weak sense of dark vision, their fire glands glow a brightful orange, Producing a decent amount of light to fend off the darkness. Growing roughly the size of a dog, they make great livestock to use as a light source for cavern explorers or cave miners. Or even to harvest them for their tough shells to make shields or small pieces of armour. Characteristics of the creature: Appearance: The carapace of the beetle would be a shiny blue, while the rest of the hard casing would be a light shade of black. Its eyes a piercing light green, while under its head would be two soft glands that change in shades of orange. The underbelly would be a dark pink. Behavior: Not bothered by the scent of dwarves. These creatures make their own way around, the world seeming non existent to them. They just continue on attempting to find food. Diet: Omnivores by nature, these scavengers feast on pretty much anything they can find among the stones. Small Worms, insects, mushrooms and other natural flora that reside. Reproduction: Often in small hives, a female would lay batches of about 8-12 eggs and cover them in the mucus from her fire glands. The mucus then hardens transforming into a sort of cocoon. The eggs however still remain unfertilised till a male replicates the female's work. When the eggs hatch after roughly 2 months, the young will eat their way out. More often than not, left to fend for themselves as they grow. Echo System: Although fire beetles find themselves at the bottom of the food chain. Most predators would leave them alone. One, because of their hard shell. But two, because they are known for cleaning up rotting carcasses, preventing wide spread disease to the under mountains life. Uses: Their carapace would be too heavy to be used as armour, however perhaps fashioned into a small shield or pauldron to use. The fire glands are filled with a hot thick gel which glows brightly in the darkness. Although it cannot really be weaponized, it can be used as a light source or potentially a source of heat. Applying it to a burn wound, the gel like substance would begin to set. Any burns under it would find instant relief and faster healing to the charred skin. Stages of Life: Fire beetles take roughly 2 months to hatch from their eggs, starting off roughly the size of a large foot. It would take 6 months for one to become a teenager of sorts, where their fire glands would begin taking effect and glowing. Once they are about 10 months old, these creatures are ready to repopulate and breed. Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths: Their outer shell is as hard as solid rock, even its exoskeleton being strong enough to withstand a decent blow. Their bright green eyes also give them an minor night vision to be able to see in the darkness. Weaknesses: Pretty slow, most creatures would be able to outrun them by foot. Their biggest weakness is their underbelly, once flipped they wouldn't be able to sit upright unless near a wall to grapple to. They are pretty much dead if it happens. Red Lines Red Lines: They are not affiliate creatures and have no real emotion when interacted with. They will not fight back if attacked, they will attempt to run. Availability: Common - Anyone can RP finding this creature.

Bjorn Grandaxe grumbles at the news of war finally sprouting. He looks at his dagger, twirling it between his fingers, "So much human death, such eh waste of life. They live tiny lives, an they are so driven to war... Goodluck Norland, yeh ave meh axe."

Bjorn Grandaxe runs his hand along the endless names in the good. A smile creeps over his face, "Mah first grudge, and mos' likleh mah firs' war. So et begins..." He begins to write his own name.

Resume Name: Bjorn Race: Dwarf Age: 54 ((OOC)) MC Name: Fishingrobyn Discord Tag: Fishingrobyn#8010 Timezone: AEST

MC Name: Fishingrobyn Character Name: Bjorn Discord: Fishingrobyn#8010 Timezone: AEST