Tethras

((The spoiler is just a joke)) The sound of singing can be heard throughout southern Anthos as the Dwarves reach the end of their preparations. The words barely eligable in the wind, yet the noise carrying far from it's origin. Deep within the Hall of Kal'Azgoth. The Dwarves were finishing their preparations, soon blood would flow. And once more Anthos would be enveloped in chaos.

Couriers are seen across Anthos, going towards various nations. More specifically the allies and vassal ot the Grand Kingdom of Urguan, as well as it's military affiliates. The scrolls, bearing the sigil of the King Thorin Grandaxe goes to the leaders of each respective groups. "To the Allies and Vassals of the Dwarven Kingdom, This is a call to arms against the vile being that is the GM Village. The battle shall take place later this elven day. We request that you arrive an elven hour earlier at the crossroads so that we may brief you on our plans. The GM's otherwise known as God-men are evil creatures who use the power of the fourth wall to empower themselves. The King has been enlightened about the situation by a stranger who spoke of a portal that they have to the Fourth Wall. We shall march in and massacre them, closing away this evil. It has come to our attention that they're responsible for our damaged economy and all manner of evil within this land. So we shall march and reclaim what is ours, may they rot in the inferno of the nether as we cleave their souls from their bodies. Death to the God-men! May your respective gods be with you all. " ((TL:TR Basically this is a reminder about the battle later. 5pm EST/ 10pm GMT. We ask that people start arriving an hour earlier at the crossroads so we can sort somethings out. At any rate have fun! There will most likely be some mistakes since I lost the original post for this [Damn you show previous page!] But yeah... Enjoy the battle guys!))

"Farewell kinsman.." he says, exhaling lightly as he watches the ships depart. "Well t'en ah better get tu land expedition goin soon. Can't let Telchar beat meh tu 'tu norf, an ah?" Farren chuckles merrily, clasping his hands as he runs through the plans of his expedition once more. ((See ya Telchar, congrats on getting married! Just make sure to bring the micro pigs!))

((Haha, well I guess I could have made it a tad more serious. But as I mentioned I don't really like to go into gruesome details. Also as they say "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy". To clarify Meanking is not an all powerful cyborg-killing machine now. Merely a dwarf fitted with temporary limbs that will most likely impede his day to day life. Much like the modern version of robotic limbs that have been recently developed. It will be interesting roleplay to see how he goes about adjusting to these new limbs. If anyone has any problems with this or would like further explanation on this matter feel free to pm me over the forums, bother me over teamspeak, or hit my up on skype.)) Berren watches his brother stumble from the lift behind the King. Shaking his head as he watches the King limp forwards. Here merely states "An so our King is alive... But can weh' realleh still call 'im ah dwarf? E looks more metal t'an flesh tu meh. Farren, by Yemekars beard w'ut 'ave yer done?"

Deep within halls of Kal’Azgoth, in dark halls carved deep into the mountains. In the large cavern where ice and fire do meet, the King of the Dwarves laid gravely injured. His face a bloody ruin, with one of his eye sockets now empty. The clear markings of strangling still visible on his neck, further down his body one his arms lay twisted and broken, practically useless. The other missing, in it’s place a crude bandage covering the empty socket where his arm once was. His legs broken and fractured in multiple locations. But one of the most morbid injures was the fact that his jaw torn and bloodied, barely being held on by his skin. ((Art by IgorIvArt)) The Rampage of the Golems within Kal’Azgoth had left a bloody mark upon all who were involved in the incident. The King chiefly, having had one of his arms torn off and almost being crushed by the Golem. Now he lay upon the Anvil within the Underforge. With a curious dwarf, murmuring the same words over and over as he labours away. Carving away at the various stones as he continues to carve out the new limbs. The ink staining the floor, where the newly carved limbs lay. The runic symbols visible on each of them, a small piece of stone marked with the runic symbol for an eye used within golemancy. The arms long and heavy, the steel dark, barely visible within the dimly lit room. ((Art by DoodleMoogle)) Time continues to pass, as night turned to day and day turned to night. The Dwarf continue to labor away, completely absorbed in his work. Attaching the limbs to the King piece by piece, removing the useless ones. Murmuring a the same prophecy as the King screams. The King continuing to howl in pain as the dwarf continues to rebuild him. All the while the dwarf muttering to himself, continuing the labor away. The days grow longer and longer. The dwarf grinning wryly as he glances towards the King. He had succeeded, the King was built better... Stronger. Though he would never regain the mobility he once possessed, but that did not matter. The King had been saved from deaths door. The curse of Ardol had not killed him, he had won. He wiped a tear from his eye, invoking the words to activate the runes. “C-Can yer ‘e-ear meh, m’king?” The Grand King arose without a word, the sound of the grinding from the newly forged limbs echoing throughout the cavern. Groaning the King approached the dwarf, uttering merely a few words. “Aye...“ The King glances around for a moment, his artificial arms clumsily reaching for his head. His eye widening for a second as he breathes heavily. “Where.... Is. Me crown? The Dwarf, glances around nervously. His burnt fingers merely fumbling as he says. “Uhhh... We’re nae sure, tu golem hit it off durin tu attack, me’king.” A single tear forms around Thorins eye as he roars. “Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” The Dwarf merely watched as the King left the forge, returning to the world above. In search for his lost crown. Yet there was still a worry, the words of the Ardol’s Golem repeating in his head. Shaking his head he turned to follow the King, repeating the words of Ardol’s Golem. “And now I stand in Kal’Azgoth... The one eyed man amongst the blind... “ (( Credits to Lago for the Gif. There might be mistakes, so apologies in advance. The tone of this thread is a tad light hearted since I didn't really want to go into the morbid detail. And it doesn't really suit Thorin, since he isn't too serious. At any rate hope you enjoyed it.))

Name: Farren Starbreaker ((Mc Name: tethras /formerly "afrodave")) Position Wanted: Merc'ant Current Affiliation: Ah serve tu Kingdom ov' Urguan ov course! W'ut else do yer expect ov 'is children? Personal Wealth: Ah'll keep t'is to meself. Shops Owned: Tu Anvils Song, though it beh ah work in progress/ Type of wares: Ah sell good ah craft, mainleh blacksmifin wares. Though t'is normalleh involves special' orders.

Signed, Lord Farren Starbreaker.

Welcome to the server! And I agree with Arzota we hold parties for new players! Sometimes...

Farren sighs lightly, glancing towards Apex before turning, advancing out of the palace to his forge. "T'ere is work tu be done it seems..." he exhales, rubbing his back of his neck as he waits for what is to come. ((Just to put it out there, how does it make any sense for the Gm's characters to use the magic plugin? This is exactly the problem with the Gm village - It's a bridge to ooc. The inhabitants of the GM village are characters named after the Gm's mc name. The only one who would be capable of using magic on the Gm's side would be Haelphon. Since Haelphons character is his mc name. Remember it's a roleplay, just because they're Gm's doesn't mean they should get special treatment. ))

Name: Farren Starbreaker Mc name: Tethras Proof of Payment: http://i.imgur.com/WIODA7Q.png "Ah shall also enter meh Golem Apex." Name : Apex Mc name: Snowshovel Proof of Payment : http://i.imgur.com/427TFf7.png

Horses to everyone, just let them mc spawn and people tame them. Honestly this should be used to sort out our problem of taking a long time to get to capital. For example 7-10 minutes of sprint jumping down the road to get to Kal'Azgoth. The Gm village is a bridge to OOC anyway, and now we're using them to sell horses? Just let the players sort it out, I mean in some cases we need Gm's to sort things out. But I hardly think that horses in Minecraft require Gm's to hold us by the hand and sell us horses. So just let them spawn a lot and the players can sort the rest out.

Farren laughs. "Bahahahahaha! Do t'ey nae realise Thorin's goin tu turn 'tu Wildlands into his huntin park? Tu process 'as already started wif Kal'Halla. An besides t'ey can nae do t'is wifout F'orin permission. Are t'ey fools? An ah Kingdom under anofer Kingdom? Not even ah Gran' Kingdom! Since t'is is nae legitimate wif'out F'orins consent!" The dwarf proceeds to the laugh as he walks down to the halls of Kal'Azgoth, bringing the news to the King. ((As mentioned above you can't just merge two Kingdoms in the Grand Kingdom without the Kings consent. Well you can, but it's not "official".Considering ones a direct vassal and the other isn't even one. Then becoming a vassal of the Adunians. That in itself doesn't really make much sense. Also you're a kingdom... Under a Kingdom... Under a Kingdom. How does that make any sense? And in case you're not aware the Dwarves are in the process of destroying the Wilds. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/93431-the-desolation-of-the-wilds/page-1 ))

Farren exhales lightly, leaning back in his chair as he stares towards Nalro. ((In normal speech because Dwarven accents in forum roleplay can become pretty hard to understand.)) "Nalro, you're a fine engineer and were ah fine Lord. But these days you've been gone, I hardly see you in the city these days. In fact, I hardly see you do anything benefiting the Kingdom as of late. Or even see you within the Kingdom. If you left with a notice of absence I would have no problem. But without notice you suddenly become very absent from Kal'Azgoth. A Lords role is to help improve Kal'Azgoth as well as being there for the Dwarves. You're not doing either currently. As well as these disturbing rumors of you giving perks to your clan, that none of the Lords are giving to their own. I'm sorry old friend but I must agree with them in this matter. I hereby support the removal on Nalro Greyhammer. ((I'm sorry Nander but you've gone pretty inactive without notice. It's fine if you went on holiday, but it's not fair on the new Dwarves if you suddenly go quite inactive without giving them a chance to go for your role or in fact any warning to us. The Lords are there to help Dwarven roleplay and having someone take up an advancement for a dwarf or potential roleplay for a Dwarf isn't fair. ))

-=Elections Closed=- ((There shall be another thread announcing the results))