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McGl1zzy

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    Relyk Grimgold
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    Cave Dwarf

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  1. Relyk Grimgold blinks slowly as he awakens in a filthy corner of Kal'Daraakan. He stands, dragging his feet through the Grand Kingdom before his dull and grimy mask faces towards the missive. He picks it up, reading from the paper shaking violently from tremors that subside as he sips from a well worn flask. Once finished he would stumble slowly through the dwarven halls and down the railways before collapsing at his home in Tagar Tazarak, passing out in a stupor once more amongst the now dead and desolate potato fields.
  2. +1 for tenacity, selfless dedication to the magic and the community, patience/humility regarding criticism to the previous writes, and for the based and unique cultural rp that would be birthed from this magic becoming reality once more.
  3. [!] A letter is placed at the crossroads, sealed with a piece of wax featuring an 'X' inscribed within an oval pressed into it. Opening the letter reveals a note endowed with gold flaked ink that shimmers in stark contrast to its black base. To whom it may concern, My Name is Relyk Grimgold - Tater Smith of Tagar Tazarak and apprentice to Alaric Grimgold. I, Ogradhad willing, wish to gain knowledge and eventually wisdom concerning the intricacies of alchemy. Please leave word in my mailbox near the forge of Tagar Tazarak if you wish to arrange for discussion of this topic face to face. I am sure that one way or another I will be able to make it worth your time. Narvok oz Urguan, Narvok oz Ogradhad. [OOC: This knowledge is not common and is only for the adressee.]
  4. Relyk Grimgold sits in the Urguan gate house, reading the missive while munching on a tater. A low grunt emanates from behind his expressionless mask before putting the missive down and remaining alert at his post. "Nae make'n et easeh 'gain ef Ah can 'elp et." The beardling mutters.
  5. Relyk Grimgold peruses a stack of paperwork given to him by Voden Frostbeard, groaning to himself before he even picks up a quil. "Ef et weren't fer teh gloreh o' Urguan....." He trails off, furiously scribbling while a continuous stream of dwarven profanities cascade from behind his mask upon nonexistent ears. After sometime this same stack of paperwork would be found unceremoniously dropped square in the middle of the Legion Hall.
  6. Relyk Grimgold reads the declaration silently within his home. Upon finishing he sighs and walks out the door towards the clan forge. He engages the bellows as he feeds the forge coal; the flames dance across his eyes and glint off his mask as he picks up his smithing hammer once again.
  7. IGN: McGl1zzy RP NAME: Relyk Grimgold AGE: 38 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Worker's Guild; Clan CANDIDATE: Alaric Grimgold
  8. [!] Flyers featuring a depiction of a dwarf cooking would float around Urguan and the rest of the realm, carried and spread by a strange cave crow missing the majority of its tail feathers. THE TATER SMITH Serving Urguan and the realm at large since the 36th year of the Second Age Are ye in need of taters and/or other food goods? Need to feed yer family, yerself, or an event that yer hosting? LOOK NO FURTHER THAN THE TATER SMITH! Realizing a hole in society and therefore making society whole, the Tater Smith Relyk Grimgold is at yer service to provide excellent and diverse tater-based dishes and various other dishes upon special request. Need an actual smith? Then you just happen to be visiting a one stop shop! Not only does the Tater Smith create the best and most creative tater-base dishes known to descendant-kind, but he is also a blacksmith and happens to be a part of one of the most revered blacksmithing clans of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan - The Grimgolds! SO! Be it taters to abolish yer hunger, cutlery to consume said taters, or weaponry and armor to destroy those standing between ye and yer taters, we can provide it! Pay us a visit at the Grimgold & Co. shop in the Urguan Capital on either side of the stairs leading to the Worker's Guild! Signed,
  9. Relyk Grimgold would read over the missive and then turn his gaze to the oceanside near his dwelling. "Mark meh words, ef'Ah catch'a Joannes en meh path, nae promisin' teh outcome uddah den ugleh." With a disdainful spit upon the nearby ground and a shake of his head, the beardling would go back to working the nearby forge.
  10. Relyk Grimgold looks up from his studies upon hearing the news. A lamenting look briefly passes over his face followed by a small smile as he returns his attention to the book in front of him. "Thanks fer'yeh service, Boss. Ef et weren't fer yeh, maneh'a beardlin' loike meh'self would nae hab'a chance."
  11. Relyk Greatkin would read over the missive and then ponder it over the course of eating some taters. "Golems, eh? Ah've heard o' dem..." He would trail off before saying to himself "Might well be wort'a shot!" He would proceed to inquire friends and those around him as to the where-abouts of this 'Bluejay.'
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    Relyk Greatkin doesn't know how his life started - only how he got to where he is now. Being a bastard child, he never knew his parents and thus was raised by the Slums of of the Under-Realm. As an infant he was passed from family to family and sometimes person to person; after miraculously surviving until adolescence he was on his own. During this adolescence he had only the streets to teach him. Although he is exceptionally intelligent and able to blend into society, he does not have a formal education. Naturally this does not bode well for the developing of a charismatic youth. Relyk learned to be jaded and calculating from the start. As much as he does not wish ill upon anyone his discomfort grows exponentially given he has to spend any more time around unfamiliar faces than is necessary. Too many times was Relyk wronged and cheated in his childhood to have not adapted this way as a survival mechanism more than anything. Relyk, thus, typically gives off a short and callous attitude to keep people at bay when he really just can not afford to let others take advantage of him. This also lead to him being generally greedy (as one would expect a Dwarf to be), selfish, and self-centered so that he may make the most of each rare victory in life. Beyond these circumstances, Relyk was not blessed physically either. Where a Dwarf is typically seen as a stocky and generally muscular individual... Relyk simply is not. He is lean and toned from his time spent running in the Slums and laboring in the mines but he had to earn what relatively little muscle he has as he was never properly nourished during his upbringing. Despite all this, Relyk is not all that he wishes you would think. The few friends that he made over the years, whos names are lost to history, would tell you that after enough time and adjustment Relyk was truly the most loyal and kindhearted individual they had ever known. Relyk keeps close to this stoney ego in order to stay even closer to his dream - that of one day being an accomplished master smith capable of making weapons, armor, and whatever else one's heart may desire. To go into the earth, release it of its riches, and then create a functional and practical peace of art from these spoils is his true goal. At this time, though, all he knows is how to smash rocks and some basic concepts of smelting and forging. Relyk truly does have a lot to learn before realizing his vision. The only thing standing between Relyk and this goal is the fact that to become a master smith he must have a teacher. Others might not see this as a problem but, once again due to his experience, Relyk is gravely afraid of being betrayed and left behind as so many others have done unto him and, much to his chagrin, as he has had to do to some choice and unfortunate souls. Only time will tell if Relyk can overcome this metaphysical monster and pursue what he knows to be his purpose and destiny.
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