PanicZealot

My best suggestion is to check out some of the Dwarf Family Lore pages and figure out which family fits you best. Doomforged, Starbreakers, Silverbraids, Irehearts. All are great families.

I swear if anyone kills the Lume Ferrets I helped to make I'm gonna cry

"I suppose the youngsters will need assistance..." The Captain sighed as he waited behind the bar for the others to show up, the jet black sword resting close by. IGN: PanicZealot3724 Discord: paniczealot

"WHO GOES THERE?" What was thought to be a large wall, made of discolored rock began to move, it began to speak. It's body was the size of a castle and its voice alone could topple mountains. The dwarf had never seen such a creature in his days, but his mission remained true. With a resounding boom from his banner hitting the stone, the dwarf spoke. "Oi am Grelu Silvadbraid, Son o' Aerrund Silvahbraid, an' Clan Fathah o' the Silvahbraids!" He shouted back with a slam of his fist against his armored chest. "WHAT DO YOU SEEK?" The goliath spoke back, the walls shaking with every word. "Oi seek tew behcome entwined wif dah Earth! Tew 'arness the powah o' rock an' stone! Oi seek yew Bregthar" He replied back with a point of his finger. "Oi 'ave come tew bargin!" ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪◆[]◆₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ "ARE YOU WORTHY? RESILIANT? UNMOVING? UNBREAKABLE!" The spirit shot back. "OI AM DWED! OI WAS BORN UNDAH THE MOUNTAIN WIF A FOIRE EN MOI BELLEH! EVEN UNDAH THE PRESSAH O' THE MOUNTAIN OI DEW NAE BREAK! EVEN WHEN RAINED DOWN UPON BY THE FOIRES O' AH WYVURN OI DEW NAE FALTAH! OI AM AS STRONG AS STONE, THA' MUCH ES TRUE!" Grelu responded, not a shred of doubt in his voice. ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪◆[]◆₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ The mighty spirit seemed pleased with the answer and spoke... " THEN YOU WILL BE A SERVANT MOST RELIABLE." He spoke as his stone fist lifted to a cliffside along his chest, and out from it came a smaller creature made of stone. "ULGUND! THE BLUE STONE. STRONG, UNWAVERING, AND FORMIDIBLE" The rocky spirit clad in stone descended, it's body was covered with embedded diamonds that shined amongst the darkened caves. Ulgund extended a hand outward to Grelu, and from his palm came a jagged spike. An unspoken glace between the dwarf and the spirit was all that was needed. Blood. Unwavering the young dwarf took hold of the spirits arm and ran the spike through his own hand. A grunt of pain, a splash of blood, and a pact sealed. Grelu looked to Ulgund not as a power source, but as a brother forged in stone. Born again. BOUND TO EARTH ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪◆[]◆₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ Grelu then awoke from what felt like a night at Belkas Barrel, though the Diamond shaped mark on his right hand said otherwise. He felt the ground beneath him and heard it speak, he heard it breathe. He was now bound not only to the spirits, but to the earth itself. "Fathah, can yew see meh?"

The young Silverbraid Clan Father read the missive with great displeasure. "Dew nae try tew compare our moghteh Yemahkar tew the dead God of the Cannonist scum." He would grumble Picking up his fathers book, he would head off to tend to the shrine of Armakak.

In Remembrance of Sinner Gylldene With heavy hearts, we invite you to join us in the solemn farewell of Sinner Gylldene, whose tumultuous journey in life has come to a close. Date: Saturday, 7th, 2024 Time: 4:30 PM EST Location: The Square of Vjardengrad , The Kingdom of Norland In this moment of mourning, let us gather together to reflect on the complex legacy of Sinner Gylldene. Through sin, through struggle, through redemption—let us honor her path with reverence and grace. Vicnan Hawkins-Gylldene and Clan Gylldene

A grieving husband sat alone, upon the bed they once shared, and asked the world, "Why her? Why could you not have taken me instead?" Vicnan Hawkins, a man of little emotion aside from rage now wept over the loss of his beloved wife. The woman who saved him from a life of vengeance and regret, the woman who raised his children, the woman for whom he lived to please. As he sat alone, now more then anything he wished to take revenge upon the nation whose hands were stained with her blood, but all he could do was weep.

+1 The Captain emerged from the sewers with a blood soaked blade, "Disgustin' Undead." Is all he stated before returning to the Hearth Temple. Qaz did great with this event! Very good combat system!

The Captain began by pouring a bottle of his imported liquor into the sea. Met with another grim reminder of death he thought of the first time Grimm met and held his daughter Amethyne. "Well...at least the man went out the way he chose. All anyone can ask for." He began to hum an odd tune as he wandered the beaches of Cormath.

To many people are quick to judge the Ferrymen for every problem out there, sure they cause RP trouble and will often be a fierce opponent in wars, but they do all this with a sense of dignity and respect. If not for the Ferrymen, there would be very little RP danger in the world, making in feel boring and plain. Not to mention if the Ferrymen were not around their would just be another trouble RP group to rise up, at least the Ferrymen know where to draw a line.

The Lord Privateer read this with great intrigue. "It seems the Cormath fleet may finally be put to use." He stood up from his desk and moseyed down to show this to the Captain of Cormath.

The Captain began to sharpen his blade with murderous intent. No one bullies the burnt elf besides him.

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The Captain read the missive with a tinge of disgust. "I always knew that fuckin' kid didn't deserve my daughter. This is just fuckin' weird." He burned the note after reading it, not wanting to be reminded ever again of Lorcan's private thoughts.

Finnian Hawkins-Gylldene DARK RED hair, LIGHT BLUE eyes. SIGNIFICANT GREY-BLACK SCAR of a LEFT HAND covering his face. Last seen wearing LEATHER, BROWN FURS and BLUE HOOD leaving HAENSE. Would be about 18 YEARS OF AGE May have a BLUE FLUTE which emits BARDMANCY MANA Search with ARCANA FLOW ANY INFORMATION send to NORLAND, or CAPTAIN VICNAN HAWKINS-GYLLDENE Sinner Gylldene GREYING RED hair, ONE BLUE eye and ONE HAZY BLUE eye Last seen wearing RED MEDICS UNIFORM Around 78 YEARS OF AGE Might be YELLING at someone ANY INFORMATION send to NORLAND, or CAPTAIN VICNAN HAWKINS-GYLLDENE