Ogdan

Kal'Dormir - City of Order "Seems roight...." Edit: ((Going with my original vote.))

"Garrond is one uv' the finest dwed I've came across in me days. You served the Frostbeards well, Hamnil. We all know d'ey still be in Garrond's good hands." Ogdan pipes up after hearing the speech.

Ogdan wipes some foam off his upper lip and cheers as he hears the news of free ale. He thrusts his mug high in the air as the contents splash violently around himself.

Ogdan would celebrate the treaty, feasting and drinking until he couldn't anymore. He swiftly called for his horse and set off to the War Nation to setup trade agreements.

I find this to be a very good idea. Something for gambling players to refer to when wanting to risk their mina.

good trailer, was very impressed :D

Sad to hear the removal of nexus. What will I do in the off-peak hours?

Ogdan sees the poster and smile, writing a letter of his own. "Lotha, I am able to fulfill your needs. Send me a bird and we can negotiate a deal" Signed, Ogdan Goldhand

Ogdan Goldhand wipes the Orener blood from is large, jeweled waraxe. "T'day was a good day." he says as he finishes cleaning the scum off. "Da' Oreners fall easiah d'an I f'ought." he chuckles to himself returning to his band of dwed. He chants praises to the Brathmordakin as they hike back to Jornheim.

Great addition to the lore. It's about time this race be added into our lore. They've been around for some time and it wouldn't hurt to give more options to new clans. +1 from me

Ogdan cheers at the sound of his Grandfather Gorum's name. "Ah agree d'at d'ey all should be heroes uv' our generation." he raises his fists, "NARVAK OZ KAZ'ULRAH!" he exclaims.

Ogdan finds the note, upon reading it he speaks aloud, "I dunnae want our people divided. Howevah times have changed, an' fer the better. We are thriving in an active, bustling community uv' dwed that has been unmatched in previous years. Now when I walk da halls I see activiteh, drinkin', laughter, and mos' of all friends. Kaz'Ulrah is now the home of most dwed and it has been actively workin' for the better of our race. I see more activity now d'an ever before. I understand d'at it is nae easy to let go uv' somef'ing we 'ave built our whole foundation on. However, it is toime t' embrace change. King Verthaik is nae cruel ruler. His father Kerwyr may 'ave had some ill intentions howevah it was only for his clan. He sacrificed everyf'in for the longevity of his clan. It was nae for nothin' either. His son, Verthaik is a fair ruler. An' has proven that the dwed can prosper under his rule."

Ogdan Goldhand smiles at the surrender, his cheers and applause joining the rest of the dwed around him. "NARVAK OZ KAZ'ULRAH! NARVAK OZ KING VERTHIAK!" Tears well up in his eyes as the thought of Kerwyr, his dear friend's sacrifice. What it has built today. He raises his mug in celebration. He lowers it to his mouth swashing it around before swalling it.

You should make that more clear in the OP

MC Name: Ogdan Character Name: Navarak Goldhand Age: 72 Profession: Leatherworker Have you read the clan history? (Please actually read through it): Yes. Short Bio (One paragraph or more) : Navarak Goldhand was never much of a miner, blacksmith, or stonemason like many of his friends. He had a passion for gold. His silver tongue struck him deals with worksmen, thus striking more deals with craftsmen, and thrusted himself into the economy. Selling whatever wares he could get his hands on and striking deals with just about anyone that would pass him. He was known around his small town as the 'dwarf that talked too much' and the 'pushy lad'. So the town decided to not buy his wares and therefore put Navarak out of business. He paid his workers what he had left, packed his bags and set off for a distant land. One full of riches and many other merchants he could bond with. He sailed for Axios. Upon arrival he was shown the path to the kingdom of Kaz'Ulrah, where his kin, the Goldhands, reside. What are your characters ambitions? (become famous merchant, head guard, etc.): Become a famous merchant. One of the richest and most profound Goldhands there ever was. What kind of experience are you looking for in this clan? (friendship, rp experience, etc): Rp merchant experience, friendships, and to help bring the clan to a new light. What clan member are you related to, and do you have permission to roleplay as their relative, son, or daughter, or where you bloodbonded?: This is undecided yet, however I would like to be Morug's son if that's possible. I'd have to ask him. However I'm open to just about anything. Do you swear your loyalty to the Goldhand Clan, and to carry out the honor and pride of the clan?: I swear. - Navarak Goldhand

*Notices are strung up in every nation and settlement* I, Ogdan Frostbeard, have returned to the surface. To see the place I once called home empty no cheering in the halls, no clamor of joy, just emptyness. I returned to my desert home only to find it ransacked and torn apart. I am deeply saddened by not the materials I lost. But the sentimental value of some of those things that were taken from me. I am asking everyone who has heard my name, seen my inventions, or read my writings to return any of the following to me for a reward. - Books Written by Ogdan Frostbeard and or [Master Engineer] Ogdan Frostbeard - Inventions made by myself, Ogdan Frostbeard. These items I hold dear to my heart and have poured my heart into many of these writings and inventions. I am deeply angry with myself for not putting these in safekeeping. However I hope the good of the people will return these belongings to me. You will be compensated, I guarantee that. - Ogdan Frostbeard, Grandson of Gorum Frostbeard, Master Engineer.

thank you, as a returning player this helps a lot!

[Scholar Application] MC Name: Ogdan RP Name: Ogdan Frostbeard Reason for wanting to join: To pursue and teach knowledge of engineering, tinkering, and redstone. Field of Mastery: Engineering, tinkering, and redstone Years of Practice (IRP) ((Take a guess if you don't know)): 150 Link me a picture of a Cat/Dog/Your preferred cute animal: *Ogdan digs up a few flyers and attaches them to the application* https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/155855-the-tie-expansive/ https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/158514-completeyear-1600-cartography-of-ogdan/

The crude redstone alarm clock buzzed and Ogdan's eyes slowly opened. He pushed the button and fell back asleep only to wake up seven minutes later and have to flip the lever instead of the button to allow the alarm to shut off. He rubbed his eyes and struggled to shift his weight and sit up. He sighed looking around his dingy cavern, "I t'ought me bein' alone would help me wit' me research but ah have gotten as far as I would 'ave if I was drinkin' a cup uv' ale with me bruddahs." he muttered to himself. Ogdan slowly stood up and scanned his work, his gadgets. The 'projects' that remained unfinished lay scattered across each and every surface. He frowned in disgust at himself, "I'm bettah d'an dis." He kicked a small mechanical ale maker that he had been working on for weeks. "It's toime ah return. It's time mah brain gets put to use. I'm sick uv' moneh. I jus' want to invent." he smiled with a sense of hope in his eyes. "Ah am da bes' tinker d'ere be and I will prove d'at." With that he filled a backpack with his most valuable items and wiped the dust from his face. He took one last look at the place and smiled, then headed towards his "steam"boat. He managed to get it running for about four hundred meters before it began oveheating. He sighed and grabbed the paddle and headed towards the Kal'Omith docks. What Ogdan found was not his home but rather something much different. A place torn. His shop, once a gem of the city now vanished overcome by some other man willing to purchase it. Make no mistake Ogdan knew what was coming. He knew he what was at stake. But war? How could such events happen so quickly he thought. Torn, Ogdan found a spot to lay his head in Kal'Omith. Pondering where his tinkering efforts would be put to use best.