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Legion Applications Name: Rormli Starbreaker tha Hero Race: Dwarf Age: 53 Why Do You Wish to Join the Legion?: It be a Hero's duteh tah serve his country in its time o' need! ((OOC)) Skype: thenewcrusader17 Do you have Teamspeak?: No Timezone: EST

Finki Goldhand gives a heavy sigh as he hears the news. The only Dwarven king outside of Kal'Alras (in Asulon) to have ever commanded his loyalty has died.

Finki Goldhand sighs as he places his vote into the ballot box. He fears that the "Grand" Kingdom of Urguan is going to end up with another dictator, despite his best efforts to prevent such a terrible fate to happen to the true sons of Urguan once again. Your Name: Finki Goldhand ((MC Name)): fernandezbunch The candidates: Igor Ireheart ((Lefty_Bojengles)) Dominic Irongut ((Doom6153)) X Dizzy Irongrinder ((Dizzy771)) Place an X next to the one you vote for and send the form directly to the lords council

((You know, you can be blood-bonded back into the Goldhand Clan if your interested. Considering you were once, and perhaps to some Goldhands still are, part of the Goldhand Clan, I am sure we will welcome you back with open arms. In accordance to the traditions of Tungdil, Goldhands never forget to love and care for their kin! :D ))

Finki Goldhand smiles excitedly at the mention of a long-lost Goldhand relative returning home. But as he approaches Durrim to give him a warm welcome that was far in contrast to the "welcome" the other Dwarves around him were giving, he stops short when he hears Durrim say that he is no "feckin'" Goldhand. Shocked, and nearly heart-broken, he scurries off to his clan elders to report what has happened. ((Awww, why don't you want to be part of the Goldhand Clan? We can always use more of our beloved kin returning :D ))

Finki Goldhand leaps in joy as he gets the news in some far off, obscure corner of Anthos. He then excitedly plans his next to trip to go to Kal'Azgoth so that he might greet his long-lost clans-mate...and also perhaps earn a profit with him in the Kal'Azgoth marketplace, of course!

Name: Finki Goldhand Place an X besides the candidate for Yemekars Pick that you wish to vote for: -Bael Tunnelsmasher X -Rona Ironsail Place an X besides the name of the candidate for Grand Merchant that you wish to vote for: -Lathros Ironbeard X -Farenhal Takir -Thorik Grandaxe

Finki angrily grumbles as he realizes that the position of Grand Merchant has once again slipped away from the hands of the Goldhand Clan. "Wait wait WAIT! Wasn't there supposed to be an election of some sort for this position! I wish to know the meaning of this change in appointment procedures at once! I do not believe that the leadership of the merchant's guild can be changed with such rapid haste and little thought!"

Another note is written under the response message. Forgive me friend! I seem to have gotten too excited over the potential that lies in the selling of pumpkin pies, and forgot to give you notice beforehand. Next time such marketing zeal fills my heart, I will try to warn you in advance. As for finding a supplier for pastries, I certainly am willing to assist you in that! As I think it is quite vital to have a wide variety of food products to offer to our customers.

Name: Finki Goldhand Requested Items: Pumpkin Pies Reason for Requested Items?: Pumpkin pies sell. And very well! Everybody loves pumpkin pies. If these vague and obscure statements are not enough to convince you, which they likely aren't as you are a wise merchant with high standards, then allow me to provide a personal experience that might prove my claim. Several elven moons ago, I made a contract with the deceased Jerno Frostbeard in which I was to sell pumpkin pies and carrots in bulk. I then set of on the road to find deals, and then by Tungdil's beard, did I find deals, and many of them! Almost every person I came across was interested in my offer of pumpkin pies, and I made three sales before the elven day was over. However, although Jerno was a great and honorable Frostbeard warrior and leader amongst our kind, he was no merchant; and his policy of only selling in bulk robbed me of those sales. But now I wish to change that! Now I wish to take advantage of this high demand for pumpkin pie along the many long roads of Anthos, and yield a great profit for myself and this guild! If this venture is to function properly and yield this said profit, then the pumpkin pies must be bought at a low price, one that would give me the ability to compete with the markets of Oren. Also, the pumpkin pies do not necessarily need to be initially bought in bulk, as I intend to sell a little at a time. I intend to reap a long-term, steady profit from this venture, that in the end will pile up in a hoard of wealth!

Apply here for the Merchant's Guild What beh yer' name?: I am Finki Goldhand, and I am boundlessly eager to be of service! [[fernandezbunch]] What position are yeh applyin' fer?: Traveling Salesman, of course! Have yeh ever been a merchant?: Indeed I have, friend. And perhaps one of the finest to have ever set foot in a caravan route! Back in Asulon, I traveled to many places in the pursuit of lucrative markets. I sold a vast quantity of goods through several different marketing methods, and by Armakak, did I turn a profit! The beauty and grandeur of Kal'Alras of old was built on the wealth and energies of Dwarves such as myself! I wish to honor Tungdil and continue this tradition of high profit under the Berugkli Bok, both for my own benefit and the benefit of us all! How long have yeh been in da' Kingdom?: I am afraid I have not had the great honor of living in this grand Kingdom for long, as my years of age number to only 83. HOWEVER, I believe that to be a successful merchant, one must have limitless energy in order to more effectively sell and convince people to buy goods. And I am more than certain that you would agree that young, reckless Dwarves such as myself have an over-abundance of such energy! It is your choice, friend! Would you rather have young Dwarves like me using their energies to cause trouble in taverns, or would you rather have them put their energies to use in yielding great profit for the Berugkli Bok! Considering your immeasurable wisdom, the wisdom that was able to win you the position of Grand Merchant, I do not doubt that you will make the right decision, friend! Why should yeh beh selected fer' dis position?: The list is endless! There really are too many reasons to why a Goldhand should be selected for this office to list them all on this small sheet of paper! I shall try to go over as many as I can. The most immediate reason would be for profit, and incredibly high profit at that. If I am to give my services to the Berugkil Bok, it will certainly, beyond any doubt, yield a great profit. By Tungdil's golden-braided beard, it might just match the wealth of former Kal'Alras! Another, perhaps more lasting, reason is that I am a Goldhand. Of course, the fact that I am a Goldhand works to create the first reason, but this is still a reason in itself. Being a Goldhand, it is in my right to be in the Berugkli Bok. My clan has upheld for centuries the proud and highly profitable tradition of the merchants, and thus I am entitled to be a part of their guild! This is by no means a threat, friend, or any sort of coercive attempt. By no means! This is instead a grand opportunity for the Berugkil Bok! If the Berugkli Bok is to accept the Goldhand Clan into its service, then it will gain massive wealth, such great wealth unseen since the days of Tungdil! Certainly you cannot refuse such an opportunity!

Finki laughs loudly as he quickly jumps out of his seat. Forgive me, friend! It appears as if I was unable to hear you over my own loud and obnoxious voice! *chuckles* Such a voice runs in the family, I can assure you! Forgive me if I have bore any insult, for this is certainly NOT my intention. There is no honor in breaking the peace, something us Dwarves hold so dear under our grand halls of stone! Farewell, friends! I shall not dare to bother you two any longer and will take my leave now! *smiles widely* Farewell! Finki takes a very low bow, grabs his fliers, and quickly dashes out the door, dropping several fliers (perhaps intentionally) as he heads out. He doesn't want the Legion after him, not again!

Finki chuckles at Dun's remark and hands him a flier. Do not worry friend! I am more than willing to stay here and wait for more Dwarves to come! *chuckles* Why, that was my intention in coming in! Turns to Tegrof and smiles, offering him a flier. With the incredible and truly Dwarven quality of the ale in this tavern, I do not doubt that the entire Kingdom of Urguan will soon be crowding before this bar to have the honor of tasting its ale! *chuckles* Which makes it the perfect place to hand out fliers for such an honorable cause! Finki then laughs as he takes a seat next to his kinsman's political rival. And besides, the Khorok Akvel has not taken much of a liking to my passing of fliers by the King's Palace, so this tavern will have to do! *chuckles* And it WILL do, and very nicely at that, as I said earlier. Finki pauses for a moment and smiles. So tell me, my good Irongut! What brings a vain, but certainly respectable and worthy, political candidate to this tavern this fine evening?