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Lord Nalro Grayhammer sees the flyer, not worried in the slightest. He takes the flyer and makes his way to the military district of Kal'Azgoth.

Nalro descends the elevator to the Engineering guild with some ales in hand. "'ows it guh'in suh far Dorim?" "Aye, it be grand, an' almust finished!", replies Dorim. Nalro hands Dorim an ale, "Grand." They both stand back to admire their latest creation... ((Music to set the mood. Listener discretion is advised.)) ((It's going to be pulled by animals and will be used to transport high value targets and personnel. No steam power is used. There is a small ballista mounted on top that can be rotated.))

Grayhammer Clan - Loyalist

Maybe add a command "/mentor bio <MCName>" and have it give a bio of that mentor. That way you can see what their specialties are. That way you don't have an elf mentor being asked questions like "I'm a Dwarf, who do I ask for housing? Who's the leader of this guild?" and whatnot. Nevermind. Just logged in and read the commands.

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

Thank you.

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

...It's Grayhammer!

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

((In hindsight, a stack of iron is a bit much to steal, even via a con job. I suggest returning half to Vinny and the person who currently has it keep the rest.))

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

((As a third party I would like to provide an outside opinion on the matter. I believe that Vinny, you should let it go, regardless of what either party believes to be true. You can always get them next time, Vinny.))

Nalro approves of this addition.

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

((We voted against that. Charles doesn't have the power to abolish them alone.))

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.

Nalro checks his mailbox. Seeing a note, he reads it and makes a reply. After writing his breif note he sends it off with a courier. "That can be arranged. - NG"

Nalro sends you a courier with a similar accent to his. "Nalro, says 'e ken 'elp ye. 'e saw yer note tuh t'e guild."

Bread Fight Club II: Kal'Azgoth A young dwarf walks down Kal'Azgoth's main promenade towards the throne room and begins to hear faint sounds of yelling, whistling and occasionally splashing. The sound gets louder as he approaches the back wall on the right. "There must be a door around here somewhere.", he thinks to himself. He finds a trap door and looks down into it. He sees a burly dwarf staring him down intimidatingly. Ye 'ere fer t'e event? "Aye..", he says. The burly dwarf unlocks the trap door for you. As you descend the ladder, almost instantly he is brought into a room with a wood beam in the middle over a pit of what you assume based on the scenario, is a cocktail of sweat, blood, and what one would hope is just water. The trapdoor is then locked again as a fellow dwarf greats him "Welcome tuh t'e Bread Foights!", trying to speak over the yelling rabble. "Bread Foights?!" He asks, trying to speak over the yelling Dwarves. "Aye, lad. Bread Foights. Over t'e past few monfs we be gettin plenty o' bread from t'e farms. Ye ever wunder w'ere all t'e stale bread guhs?" The young dwarf shakes his head no. "T'at knuckle 'ead over t'ere be t'e founder ov it." The man gestures toward Nalro Grayhammer fighting in the pit. Through the crowd he notices a dwarf beating his opponent savagely with a loaf of bread before swiftly delivering his finishing blow to the jaw knocking loose several of the mans teeth and causing him to fall into the putrid liquid. Nalro walks towards the young dwarf. "Ye be new 'ere?" Still in shock from the events that just occurred, the young dwarf nods. Nalro grabs the young one's wrist and raises it up, "We 'ave a new 'un!..." The crowd silences. "I be guessin ye dunnae kno t'e rules 'ov t'e fights?" The young dwarf shakes his head back and forth no. "Aye, alroighty t'en." He begins to explain the rules:

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((Here I am thinking that he spelled it right... *goes off to cry in a corner.))

Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild. Accepted. Welcome tuh t'e guild.