xMuted

YIPPEEEEE

Rank the main four descendant races from 1 to 4 and reason why

Biggest feat?

Ruh roh

A bunch of drinking, probably.

FEAR THE OLD MAN IN A PROFESSION WHERE MEN DIE YOUNG. “It is not what you want, when duty calls. I must answer, always.” “And now for the promotions to Armsman. Step forwards, Sebastian Bishop.” Lord Marshal Johann Barclay called out to the members of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl gathered on the square. Sebastian grinned with a cocky smile as he walked forwards to the Lord Marshal. He knew this promotion was coming, not for his outstanding mentality or likeable personality. Sebastian Bishop knew this promotion was coming due to a simple fact of him being one of the best in battle. “Thank du, Lord Marshal.” He said with a sly snicker towards The Lord Marshal Sebastian found himself on the battlefields facing down enemy forces. “Get the Lord Marshal!” The now Armiger shouted out as he spotted Lord Marshal Hieran Melphestaus unconscious on the floor infront of the enemy. He charged forwards together with Sviatoslav Godunov to face down the foes. “Cover mich, Sviatoslav!” Sebastian Bishop called out as he grabbed the Lord Marshal to carry him away. SWISH! The halberd of the enemy went right towards Sebastian’s face, cleaving half of it off. The Armiger cried out in pain yet he carried the unconscious Marshal away to safety nonetheless. “I am pleased to announce a new Sergeant to my officer core.” Spoke Lord Marshal Sergei Aleksandr. “Please come forwards, Armiger Sebastian Bishop.” Finally, Sebastian thought to himself as he stepped forwards on the podium to be promoted. “Thank du, Lord Marshal. Ich promise to serve the Brotherhood of Saint Karl to mich last breath.” He spoke with a sense of duty and loyalty in his voice, the left side of his face now scarred and partially covered by an eye-patch. The young upstart that once was, who only cared about being the best with no regard for others had now faded. Now, Sergeant Sebastian Bishop was truly ready to give everything he had for the Brotherhood of Saint Karl. He gave a salute as he finished his speech before sitting back down. “Down the hill, sir! There is a wooden bridge that we can use to flank them with, permission to assemble a squad to engage!?” Sergeant Sebastian Bishop roared out in the midst of the siege on the Inferi fort. “Permission granted, Sergeant!” Royal Captain Felix Weiss shouted back at Sebastian before the Sergeant assembled a force to go engage, consisting of Ser Vanhart, Baldrum Colborn, Ser Walton and Tulip. Soon, they were receiving heavy hellfire and projectiles from above. “Put up dur shields, do nie falter!” Sergeant Sebastian Bishop commanded as they held firm against the constant onslaught of fire, an incredible feat as they covered the main force with only five men. Soon they pushed upwards the wooden bridge, with Ser Vanhart and himself at the front. “WATCH OUT!” Sebastian Bishop slammed himself infront of Ser Vanhart as a massive olog sized Inferi charged through ice, taking heavy damage and the loss of his only remaining eye. And there he sat in the square of Karosgrad, flipping around some medals of Valor in his hands with no vision remaining, a disabled veteran that now lingered as a ghost of his former self. It was many years before he finally amassed enough mina to purchase himself artificial Animii eyes. “Hallo.” Sebastian walked up to a pair of kids who were looking at a Brotherhood poster. “AAAAAHH!” They pointed at his extremely scarred face and pair of golden Animii eyes before running away. “Bah.” He walked inside of the barracks where he encountered the now Lord Marshal Felix Weiss “Gutte day, Lord Marshal.” He grinned at his old friend before giving the man a salute. “Permission to go back in the line of fire und duty?” Sebastian Bishop asked of the man. “Go back? In my eyes you never left, Sergeant.” The Lord Marshal said towards the man with a pat on the shoulder. Sebastian read a missive now, he grinned to himself as he read the title. ‘Writ of Aulic appointment, Lord Marshal of the Realm, we now announce Sebastian Bishop as the new Lord Marshal of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl!’ The man beamed with pride and enthusiasm as he got straight to work. “I am here to announce my retirement as the Lord Marshal of the Brotherhood.” Sebastian said with a somber tone, Alas, he had been struck by a condition that caused him to be far too tired for the Lord Marshal job. He left the podium, dissatisfied with his work. He scribbled down Lieutenant Wilheim Barclay as his favoured replacement and went to his home. And suddenly, there he stood. In the duma hall facing down hordes of Mori legionnaires with their commander at the front. “Retreat, Sebastian!” Lord Marshal Wilheim Barclay shouted out at the oldest veteran the Brotherhood had left. “Ich will cover du, leave the rest of du!” He roared out as he went to face down the commander, drawing his shield and blade. “Care for a duel!?” The old veteran challenged the commander, their best of the best. As the two clashed weapons, he held firm. He always did, he always will, Sebastian thought to himself. Then he heard a friend, A Lieutenant under him, a man loved by many drop dead in the hallway. Ser Baldrum Colborn had fallen behind him. “DID DU KNOW HIS NAME!?” He roared out in fury at Nakaas. “HIS NAME WAS SER BALDRUM COLBORN, A LIEUTENANT UNDER MICH! LOVED BY MANY, HE WAS A GREAT FRIEND!” His blade struck through, slicing apart a piece of Nakaas’ shoulder. “DO DU WANT TO KNOW MY NAME, NAKAAS!?” He shouted at the commander. “ICH AM SEBASTIAN BISHOP, THE OLDEST MAN STILL REMAINING IN THE BROTHERHOOD, AND ICH HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!” The two clashed blades but soon the old veteran began to tire out, and it showed. “Well met, Sebastian, then let me tell you something. Nakaas does not mean anything, it is simply a title of someone nameless. I was once known as Toriel The White under her ladyship before YOUR kind slew her!” The commander roared back out at Sebastian before both men let forth a wicked grin. “Then let us see whose vengeance is stronger, Sebastian.” Toriel The White said as he readied his blades. “Ich would have it nie other way!” Sebastian responded before the two men engaged once more. Yet it did not last. slowly, Toriel gained the upper hand as the man’s indomitable spirit that had trademarked him his entire life soon died down, soon he was impaled on the commander’s war glaive. “Well fought, Toriel The White.” He said as he took a final puff of his cigar before the man slipped out of consciousness, dead upon the Duma floor. “I will remember your names, Baldrum Colborn and Sebastian Bishop.” The now scarred commander of the Mori said towards the two dead men.

Become a Paragon of Dungrimm in Urguan.

"Set foireh wit' jus' ah littleh spark, tha's how et goes when yer movin' en taeh dark." Sigrun "Dragonslayer" Ireheart poured out a tankard of Guzzoline.

Sebastian Bishop heard the news before slamming a fist on his desk. "It is the end of an era, Felix! And we were supposed to go out together!" Sebastian roared out as one of his Animii eyes cracked.

Year 127 of The Second Age 6th of May, 2023. ᛋᛁᚷᚱᚢᚾ 'ᛞᚱᚨᚷᛟᚾᛋᛚᚨᚤᛖᚱ' ᛁᚱᛖᚺᛖᚨᚱᛏ A MATRIMONY OF HONOUR AND GLORY ᚢᛚᚠᚨᚱ ᛋᛏᚨᚱᛒᚱᛖᚨᚴᛖᚱ It is hereby that Sigrun ‘Dragonslayer’ Ireheart and Ulfar Starbreaker come together to host a ceremony of the ages to officialize us two dwarves in marriage before the Brathmordakin. Let this matrimony be one of Honour and Glory, as two battle-hardened dwarves come together to officially seal themselves in marriage as consequence of their shared passions before Belka. After the wedding ceremony there shall be a feast to celebrate the marriage of the two dwarves. The wedding shall be hosted in the Temple of the Brathmordakin. We hereby invite all descendants of the realm to attend, with special invitations sent to the following. All citizens of The Grand Kingdom of Urguan. All members of the Order of The Golden Lion.

IT'S TIME!

"Ah fer fook's sakehs lads, taeh elgus areh startin' toh becomeh moreh united then us." Sigrun Ireheart grumbled.

"Atta boy." Sebastian Bishop said upon Wilheim Barclay's appointment as Lord Marshal.

(hope football fans know this one)

LETTER OF RESIGNATION Passing of The Beret. Issued by THE BROTHERHOOD OF SAINT KARL Naf zwy 11th hag i Wzuvar ag Byvca i 467 E.S. My dear Brothers and Sisters of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl, It is with a heavy heart that I must announce my resignation as Lord Marshal of our beloved organization. After much reflection and soul-searching, I have come to the difficult decision that it is time for me to step down and make way for new leadership. It has been an honor and a privilege to serve as your Lord Marshal for so many years. Together, we have accomplished great things and made a positive impact in the world. I am proud of what we have achieved, and I will always cherish the memories of our shared experiences. I am confident that the Brotherhood will continue to thrive under the guidance of our talented and dedicated members. I have no doubt that you will continue to uphold the values that have made us strong: honor, integrity, and service to others. Although I will no longer be serving as Lord Marshal, I remain committed to the mission of the Brotherhood and to the betterment of our communities. I look forward to supporting the organization in new ways and to watching it grow and evolve under new leadership. I would like to express my deepest gratitude to all of you for your support, your dedication, and your friendship. It has been an honor to serve alongside you, and I will always treasure the memories we have made together. My last act as Lord Marshal is to announce my recommendation for the position: Lieutenant Wilheim Barclay. Sincerely, Lord Marshal Sebastian Bishop

Sigrun Ireheart prepares to raise his axe in defence of these promises.

I would certainly hope anyone in their right mind wouldn't get upset at rule changes that lessen toxicity.

rate every dwarf

What Urguani clan would your dwarf be a part of if you played one

Sigrun Ireheart pondered a bit. "Son, wot taeh hell."

QIZU TOLD ME TO VOTE YES!!! RALLLLYYYYYY!!!!

Lmao only coming for the pvp? Goon. Rp name: Sigrun Ireheart Username: xMuted Age: 200 something Tourney.