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  1. 1 hour ago, bungo said:

    perhaps there is a conspiracy? i heard drfate was also a member of this coal miner’s union, a well known terrorist organization and cult.

    I remember when the bungo I fell in love with was a doom forge

  2. Gone in the Night

     

    Drinks sloshed, and tales were told among a rowdy company of Dwarves within the Ruined Runesmith as Dwarves of all backgrounds shared a seat. Even among his fellow Dwed Ulyrick the Caring was a strange sight- one to be wary of while sharing a drink. Nonetheless, the small party agreed to visit the new town of Kal’Nogazen and treat their neighbors with some kindness. The noble party only included the Grand Marshal, High Preceptor, Clan Father of the Ironguts and several other Dwarves trekking behind Ulyrick through the treacherous mountains behind Hefrumm. It was pitch black outside as the party trudged along, taking only a moments respite to massage their sore calves before reaching the near empty town.... a very different sight than their past visit.

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    Striding inside, claims of representation and new temples were used to entice this wary party. Yet, a wariness never left the party brought by Ulyrick as the village remained mysteriously quiet and deserted the longer they stood there. Marvelous pumpkin pies and honey mead only momentarily took the minds of Wilhelm Grimgold and Falk Irongut off the situation at hand, sharing in the food with Ulyrick as the flames of nearby torches flashed across the walls of the town. Nervous, and ready to get on with the reason they were here Noorli urged his brethren to resist their gluttonous temptations and proceed with their original intentions. So, up the mountain they climbed only to find a measly hearth dedicated to the great Mother herself- Anbella. It was not long before the night had passed them by in their inspections of the ground and the eyelids on each dwarf’s face grew weary. All except for Ulyrick felt themselves becoming more and more tired, before alarm struck the minds of these Dwed- both Wilhelm and Falk were face down in the dirt quietly asleep. Both Dwed had indulged themself with food and drink and paid the Iron price, striking terror and betrayal into the hearts of Noorli and Alaric.

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    Blue flames erupted from the heart and grew at a frightening speed, casting the shadow of Ulyrick momentarily into the most grotesque of shapes- morphed beyond natural means. Yet their strnegth could not return as both Noorli and Alaric felt themselves falling to their knees against the roar of the flames. It was then they saw the truth of this village, the truth of Kal’Nogazen...for Ulyrick had revealed his truth self. Before them stood the hulking, pulsing mass of a mutated Dwarf. As large as an Olog and just as strong, the monstrosity effortless swatted Noorli to the ground and smashed his very mind into unconsciousness. Between him and his mission stood only two things- Alaric Grimgold and his crossbow. Soon, those would be joined by a large bolt piercing the shoulder of Ulyrick the Mutated- rocking the surrounding valley with an earth shattering roar.

     

    Consumed with rage, Alaric was flung down the mountain into the village he had just trekked to, his crossbow flung miles into another valley. He did not lose his mind or life, quite the opposite: he gained the words of the beast:

     

    Run Yemekar’s Chosen....

    Khorvad has returned, and Anbella shall be saved.

    Run Yemekar’s Chosen....

     

    The Ironborn March Again

     

     

    It was not long before the mutated Dwarf and his prey had disappeared, the only trace of their presence a mine previously closed up now hanging ajar. What dangers lurked even further inside?

     

     

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    ((Reminder: 1pm EST Sunday in Our capital, be there of be square

     

  3. 35 minutes ago, Cpt_Noobman said:

    “Per’aps if deh Rex chose deh terms o’ deh challenge dey’d accept. Loike if instead of jus’ fightin’, yeh did a spellin’ bee er somefin’”

    Lurtz’Gorkil drools on himself before looking visiting his friend Filiberto to look in disgust at the posters”Wub dah Zkah ztowt. Wub am urukz zkahin wib da Elgies. Dey am nub Uruks, Krug am nub happi”

  4. 19 hours ago, seannie said:

    Why did moderation allow for several other wars to end conclusively, but enforced an OOC ceasefire regarding Rubern despite these wars being active in the same timeframe? 

    because they’re biased against you

  5. 34 minutes ago, Priceflash said:

    i think the answer to this is everyone playing lotc has deep seeded issues and everyone playing lotc is mildly mentally incorrect – now unleash all those people onto the same playing area PepeLaugh

     

    the solution to ending toxicity on lotc is ending mental illness so therefore we need to elect cardi b as the president and she will save lotc

    preach it queen

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