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Liam Sawyer pounds his pectoral muscles, dancing around Matheu in a tribal orcish dance in celebration of this momentous occasion

The gym is known by its universal motto: "One must eat big to be big" Golds Gym is a massive training compound where gladiators meet strongmen and freaks of nature become gods of the field. Crossed between the hardcore training of gruesome powerlifters to the rigorous dedication of bodybuilders, along some of the deadliest fighters in human history training in the pits, you will find no elven catamites performing burpies here. Golds Gym is staffed by one of the strongest beings in Vailor, a Kaedreni man known only as Liam Sawyer. Frequently, many of the physically unfit peasants who have been kidnapped or drafted into the Gold Corps are forced onto a brutal training, eating, and flight plan at Golds Gym to prepare for combat. Golds Gym is famous for its horse oats supplements, due to a secret process of growing, the horse oats supply the individual with hundreds of grams of protein per serving. Join, if one wishes to push their physique to its genetic maximum Golds Gym is free for all members of the Gold Corps, but is open to the public regardless of race/country for a monthly membership fee of 50 minas paid directly to liam sawyer. Golds Gym Rules: No crybabies No spitting inside Rerack everything No combat between warring nations allowed inside or around the gym Respect big guys (alpha males) Officially recruiting melee combat instructors and alchemists to help make protein!! If interested in helping support the gym then send a letter to Master Liam Sawyer ((me)) Membership application format: Pay to liam sawyer in person.

I. Name: Lewis Seekay 'the Red' II. Age: 37 IIa. Date of Birth [If Known]: Unknown IIb. Location of Birth [If Known]: Felsen III. Race [Human/Elf]: Human IIIa. Culture [Heartlander, Highlander, Wood Elf, etc.]: Heartlander IV. Status of Blood [Nobility, Gentry, Commoner, Former Nobility, etc.]: Commoner V. Place of Residence: Felsen VI. Martial Knowledge [Trained in Weaponry, Archer, etc.]: Mace VII. Skilled Labor [Farmer, Lumberjack, etc.]: Cuckoldry, comedy, entertainment, juggling

I posted a thread called the Ultimatum of Istria the other day in the human RP forum which had a legit backstory to this warclaim but forum moderators decided to lock the thread, warn everybody posting in it and then delete the thread

I see. Well, be seeing you on the battlefield soon, my African friend.

I think the ACL will found a siege camp going east of Dour Watch to answer your question I just want to say we really really like your rap music video gif and signature by the way. I think it is intriguing and makes your posts more cool.

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Weakling peasants of lesser Kaedreni blood have usurped my homeland and subverted the natural order, that of the alpha and the beta. This makes me wroth to be quite honest, and so we will march, by the sparks of our heels upon the road we will tremble that Roswell corporal from his bed, we offer these subracial servitors and scoundrels one chance to kneel, then we put them to the sword. That has always been the Istrian way, that has always been the de Sola way. The weak should fear the strong Type of Battle: battle Time and Date: A week or so, I am flexible Attacking forces: The Istrian Alpha Cub Legion led by Legate Biggus 'the Iron Legate' of Ravenna Defending forces: Istriot Loyalists to House Roswell Location and boundaries: Dour Watch, Duchy of Istria Terms of Victory: The Alpha Cub Legion offers the so-called "Duke" of Istria one last chance to commit mandatory suicide and/or abdicate and go into exile and/or surrender his manhood to the Legion otherwise the mighty Legion screamers shall assail his walls in full force, scale his walls with siege implements and spill the blood of those lesser Istrian brothers who dare to stand in their way. The throne room must be secured to signify victory. Rewards for each side: If the Legion retakes Dour Watch than Legate Biggus will become the new title holder of Istria (owner of region) and overlord of all subregions until he selects a competent claimant to receive the Duchy of Istria at which point the Legate will resign and return quietly to the countryside to sow his fields and plough his slaves. Further the hearty Legionary men will drink all of his beer. If the Legion is repelled then the duke has proven his worth and can still be the Duke of Istria. If the Alpha Cub legion wins also all feces will be cleaned from the streets of Dour Watch and the duke's belongings will be distributed to the villagers and plebeians. rules: server rules, no hacking, no Dwarven tactics, have fun [[Not sure what's with all the trolly responses, this is a serious, legitimate warclaim. Thank you.