xSPULLERx

Grand King Indago sends men out to gather resources.

The Forthcoming of Armageddon The mountains remain cold, unchanged. The breeze rolling over the peaks still continue cooling the lands of Urguan. However, the heart of Grand Kind Indago Stormhammer is burning, burning in the heat of hatred. He can not think, he is only furious. How has the world, that he has lived he has lived in for so long come to this? Conflicts are one thing, but those who threaten all living things will be uncalled for. The halls of Kal’Ithrun still remain unchanged, as merchants trade and brethren of the dwarves converse amongst themselves. Little do they notice the king enter the halls, marching to his throne. He is full of spite, hatred is revealed to all that look at him. The only living hominid he trusts is his admirer. As he takes a seat, he scorns at those inside. With one look at the distaste king, Dwarves left the room to leave him upon his throne alone. Indago saw the last of those to leave, and he sat there. Surrounded with the bitterness of silence and the distant sound of activity from the halls. He stares at the stone in front of him, and does nothing. It’s been a day, and many have wondered what the king was thinking. No one bothered to disturb him, afraid to enrage the king. For all his life, King Indago never tolerated religious disobedience and for what happened could not be ignored. Still alone, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a letter he received earlier. It was crumpled and in bad shape but was still capable to be written on. He looks at the emptiness of the back of the letter. With a quill, he pauses hovering over the piece of paper. He thinks for a moment. Last thoughts cross his mind, as he contemplates what to write, though time was of the essence and so he began to write. *letters are sent to those who rule the nations of Anthos ___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________ After completing the letter, he takes his sword in hand. Creating a cut upon the sharp blade on his finger, he wipes his hand across the letter he wrote. A streak of red is visible across the paper. Along with it, a moist area where the tear of a dwarf has fallen. Look up at the empty throne room, he sees there was someone there. There was a boy, a young lad and Indago is drawn looking at him. The King sees the innocence of the boy, he almost becomes saddened. He mutters a few words, that shall never be forgotten. "The night is bright, as they day becomes dark. Water brings life to those who can not see." ___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________

Grand King Indago Stormhammer takes note of the issue. He nods as the dwarf in front of him speaks. Looking to either side of him, he veers his eyes to the lords, who stare back. "I 'ave taken consideration uv yeh issue. I duu agree wit' t'e inactiviteh uv Paragon Kjell Irehear, w'o 'appens tu beh meh Clan Fat'er. T'e Lords will speak amongst eachother, to seeh if weh shall 'old, once again, elections fer a new Yemekar's Pick."

((Moved to Saturday 11/30 at 3 est due to last saturday's difficulties.))

((moved to Saturday 11/30 3est))

Grand King Indago Stormhammer listens to the sudden news brought to him. After the event was announced to him, he sits there quietly. Those around him do not say a word as they see the king contemplating in his mind. Moments later, Indago dismisses those who are present around him. The small group of dwarves leave to talk amongst themselves outside of the throne room. Indago feels his hands become sweaty, and he became uncomfortable upon the throne he sat on. His mind raced, thinking of the words told to him, "The night is bright, as the day becomes dark. Water brings life to those who can not see."

Grand King Indago Stormhammer can't bare to hear the news once again.

The Anthos Whale Hunt Posters are placed amongst the lands of Urguan and Malinor, announcing the Anthos Whale Hunt. Curious of the title, you decide to stop and look at it. And so you begin to read. Sons of Urguan and those who seek peace with them, we are to experience a marvelous event. I, Grand King Indago Stormhammer will like to welcome all Dwarves, Elves, Orcs and the Human Rebels to the all Anthos Whale Hunt. Whales are a large magnificent animal that roam the crystal waters of the south, and together, we will hunt these beasts. These beasts can only be hunted with the works of all of us, with the teamwork of our kingdoms and out brethren. Do not underestimate the might and power of these sea roaming animals, but united we can claim the rich oil and the rare meat they posses. I ask you to not fear because they are mightier, fear is the moments before death. Seek this as an adventure, an adventure with the brethren you live with everyday. I shall see you there, and together we shall sail the seas. Day: Today, 11/30 Time: 3:00pm est Where: The Docks at Kal'Azgoth Who: The Kingdoms Peaceful to Urguan

The Anthos Whale Hunt Posters are placed amongst the lands of Urguan and Malinor, announcing the Anthos Whale Hunt. Curious of the title, you decide to stop and look at it. And so you begin to read. Sons of Urguan and those who seek peace with them, we are to experience a marvelous event. I, Grand King Indago Stormhammer will like to welcome all Dwarves, Elves, Orcs and the Human Rebels to the all Anthos Whale Hunt. Whales are a large magnificent animal that roam the crystal waters of the south, and together, we will hunt these beasts. These beasts can only be hunted with the works of all of us, with the teamwork of our kingdoms and out brethren. Do not underestimate the might and power of these sea roaming animals, but united we can claim the rich oil and the rare meat they posses. I ask you to not fear because they are mightier, fear is the moments before death. Seek this as an adventure, an adventure with the brethren you live with everyday. I shall see you there, and together we shall sail the seas. Day: 11/30 Time: 6:00pm est Where: The Docks at Kal'Azgoth Who: The Kingdoms Peaceful to Urguan

((OOC)) ((IGN: xSPULLERx )) ((IC)) Name: Grand King Indago Stormhammer Age: 514 Race: Midget

(MC name): xSPULLERx (RP) Name: Grand King Indago Stormhammer Sub Race: Mountain Dwarf Age: 514 Gender: Male Do you have a family, if so how many members will be residing with you: I 'ave a clan, naeh membehs uv t'e Grimgilders remain ((Please state your time zone)): EST ((Please state your average playing time)): 18 hours ((Do you have any official offenses against the server? IE: Bans, strikes, revocation of a VA or MA, if available, please provide a link/brief description of the offense.)): No. Im too good ((Can we trust you to take your job seriously and contribute?)): Yes, serious should be my middle name ((Do you use skype?)): Yes ((How long have you been on the server?)): 18 months ((Why, as a player, do you wish to join the high council?)): Because he wants to be connected and conrtibute to the elven society Do you have any work experience, if so where and what: Not in the elven kingdom, but I was High Prophet and Grand Merchant What is your opinion on the unification of the Mali?: What's the Mali? Do you hold any allegiances to other nations and or organizations/guilds? If so state them, and their nature: Yes, I hold allegiance to the Dwarves Do you have a criminal record, if so state your offenses: No, except under the Inquisition but no one knows that. Express why you are suitable to be a Prince/Princess of Malinor: Because I know how things work. Princess Titania is nice and we should spend more tme together State your history of leadership or political role and how that experience benefits your leadership/political skills: I'm a king, Nough said. Explain how the high council works in detail: Elves talk in a meeting and somehow come to a conclusion. State any comments that you think may add to your application here: I wish to diggeh-diggeh hole if I may.

Well now we may not have any vassals. Not quite sure. However, I'd like to restate I'd like the combonation of stone and netherack. I know it's hard to obtain but it looks awesome.

Grand King Indago Stormhammer listens to Odin, "Come speak tu meh in t'e chamber, weh can discuss t'at t'ere."

A Call for a King's Council Meeting Letters are given to those who are in the King's Council. Those who hold positions within the King's Council, I, Grand King Indago Stormhammer is notifying you that there will be a council meeting in two elven days. We are to discuss very important business and you best attend. You don't want me to get mad. ((Friday at let's say 5 est.))

I beh buyin ships if yeh build t'e pretteh uns.

Indago places some notes around the kingdom. "Weh beh needin ship makers. If yeh can fill t'e task, come talk tu Indafgo er Odin."

Occupations of Urguan A note is pinned within the tavern of Storms Crossing addressing to all who read it. The title catches your attention and so you read on, exploring the exciting adventure of work. To the Sons of Urguan and those who live amongst his lands. I am Grand King Indago Stormhammer and there has been a lack of work done amongst the our great city, Kal’Ithrun. As king, I have took it upon myself to allow all of my brethren to become wealthy in our city, and help support the war. Upon the following list, send me a letter of your interest and we will get you signed up. Let’s get started. Apothecary - To produce medicines and bandages to support soldiers. Prices shall vary on the product. Baker - An occupation in which is to sell cake to the dwarven kingdom. 10 minas will be offered for each good delivered to the king. Barber - Must be good with a knife to cut the hair and trim the beards of the Dwarves. Should be offer good money from customers for the care of their beards. Brewer - A task in which one produces ale for the kingdom. They shall be given an area to brew and may sell as they please. Boothman - To gather and sell barley and wheat to the kingdom. The kingdom shall purchase a bundle of wheat for 15 minas. Collier - Is to sell charcoal and coal for the kingdom and the smith’s. Those shall be given 140 minas for each crate they offer. Colporteur - He shall sell religious books and documents to the kingdom that shall be passed to the clergy and the Ogradhad’s Library. Doctor - This is someone that is greatly needed in our kingdom that specializes in healing and repairing the wound of citizens of the kingdom. Forester - A lumber that collects all wood and also grows them. 128 minas will be given for each bundle of any kind of wood. Ironmonger - Occupation for one that produces and sell things for Iron. Ingot shall be target around 18 minas and products containing iron will vary by craftsmanship. Fletcher - One that crafts arrows, and shall be given a high payment for 4 minas per arrow. This shall be a pristine occupation in the kingdom. Greengrocer - A typical farmer who is to sell fruits and vegetables to the kingdom that shall be stored or distributed to soldiers. Most bundles will be bought for 30 minas. Huntsman - A warrior that hunts for food and skins of the undead. Payment will be given for the amount of kills (Mina drop) and may sell loot if it contains value. Jester - Dwarves that are to entertain the king with shows and performances. Payment will be given if he is pleased. Knapper - One that develops flint and could be used for the kingdom. One can receive 70 minas per bundle of flint. Locksmith - Specializing in creating locks for residents in Kal’Ithrun. They shall be paid depending from what their customer will give. Meat Butcher - A dwarf or producer that sells fine meats of all kinds. Meat will be purchased for 2 minas a pound. Plumer - One that is to sell feathers and will be much appreciated. Feathers will be bought at 150 minas a bundle. Poet - An occupation in which one writes poems to sweeten the heart of the king. Payment will be determined if the king cries or not. Playwright - An artist who spends time writing and organizing a play for the kingdom. Large payments will be given if done successfully. Prostitute - One that sells for sex. Don’t you dare. Potboy - Cleans the chamber pots in the homes that are in need of a good scrubbing. Purse Maker - One that crafts and designs luxurious purses. The king loves purses ;) Stationer - A writer will who may create or sell books of any kind. The books workmanship will determine payment to the seller. Swordsmith - A weapon specialist that crafts and forges swords to be given to our fighting soldiers. Taverner - One that is to serve time within the tavern selling meals and ale to those who wish to purchase. They will be fluctuate in pay. Tanner - This is an occupation that will sell leather of all animals to the kingdom. These craftsmen can receive 3 minas per strip of leather. If you have questions about and occupation of the kingdom, contact a lord or Grand King Indago Stormhammer. You may sell goods to the Dwarves as well. If you wish to begin a different occupation, send a bird to the king for approval.

Grand King Indago Stormhammer looks around his keep. The dwarves roam the halls of Kal'Ithrun, talking amongst themselves. Indago stares at a wall, studying the fine detail in the stone. He thinks to himself, "The toime uv change shall suun beh upon us."

Grand King Indago Stormhammer listens to the plead of Orist. Listening contently, he nods his head after a moments thought. "I shall grant yeh plead fer t'e start uv t'e new coloneh uv Forest Dwerves. Weh must werk uut political issues but I stand fer t'is oidea and weh shall make it 'appen!"

((Spriggar join the remembrancers and get it done. We need actual bookshelves in the library, I know teebrown has been doing a good job, but he always needs more members in the guild.))

Grand king Indago Stormhammer studies this letter, petting his moo moo, contemplating on the words. W'AT T'E FECK BEH T'IS EART'? It beh t'e shet yeh excrete? W'AT T'E FECK IS A POLOICE FERCE! SOUNDS LOIKE A BUNCH UV PRANCIN 'ALFLINS! FECK YEH! FECK T'E SHET YEH WERE BERN FREM! MEH T'E 'OLEH CHICKEN BRING WRAT' UPON YEH AND TU T'E FECKERS ARUUND YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH! FECK YEH!

The End of Empires Grand King Indago Stormhammer steps towards the balcony, accompanied by the Grand Marshal and his council of Lords. He overlooks a vast rabble of dwarves, assembled all around him. As he lifts his plated gauntlet into the air, a sudden silence falls across the crowd. He begins to speak, his voice booming throughout the hall. “Mah brothahs, fellow sons of Urguan! Ah stand befur’ ye t’is day tuh announce t’at t’e ‘umans ‘ave broken t’eir oaths, tramplin’ upon our religion n’ spittin’ upon t’e faces ov our kin. Furt’amur’ tu forces ov ‘Erendal under tu Oren Empire ‘ave advanced into our lands, claimin it as t’eir own. Yet it wus nawt t’ese petti’ thin’s t’at forced our ‘and! T’was t’at t’e ‘umans dared tuh attack our citeh ‘awn t’e day ov mah coronation! Ah’s maneh ov ye bore witness tuh, ah’n attempt wus made tuh kidnap our guest n’ friend, t’e beautiful ‘oigh Princess Toitania. Weh ‘ave decoided as ah Kingdom t’at t’ese grievances cannot guh unpunished. T’erefur’, t’is t’e belief of oi n’ mah council t’at t’e Imperium ov Oren ‘as shuwn ah disregard fer Yemekars Balance n’ suh ‘as been judged as a danger to t’is world. T’is weh ‘o shall administer t’e gods judgement upon t’em... At t’is mument mah brethren, weh prepare fer t’e comin’ storm, t’at shall brin’ Anthos tuh war yet again. But fear nawt! Fer weh ar’ t’e sons of Urguan, keepahs n’ guardians ov t’is wurld’s balance! As t’e wurld may burn, weh shall not falter in our quest!” “‘ere in t’is great city, weh on t’is day shall begin our crusade. Weh shall not allow t’ese voile oathbreakers tuh exist in ah wurld ov peace! In Dungrimm’s anger, ‘e ‘as delivered us t’e meteors as ah sign... T’e scourge as anothah! Weh must appease ‘is wrath, offerin’ t’e ‘eart of t’is voile monster tuh ‘im. Ah’s Grand King Thorin wunce believed... T’e day t’at Oren reformed t’eir Empire wus t’e day t’eir integriteh n’ ‘onour wus lawst. Suh weh shall march upon Oren wit’ foire n’ steel, rippin’ out t’e ‘eart ov t’is mus’ sinful ov creatures. Stand proud mah brothahs ov t’e dwedmar! Fer ye ar’ Yemekar’s chosen n’ t’e fureh ov t’e gods ‘as called us! Death tuh t’e Imperium n’ death tuh t’e oath breakers!” Drums beat deep within the grand halls of Kal’Ithrun as the Dwarven Legion musters for battle. Thousands of Legionnaries clad in shining iron plate stand rank upon rank, gripping hold of steel axes and war hammers. Behind them, rows of tall trebuchets stand ready to be wheeled from their workshops. In the depths of the city, the sound of hammers beating upon anvils rings loudly as mighty forges are lit in preparation for the upcoming demands of war. As the dwarves eagerly await the coming battle, their cries of war echo and resonate all around them. The Grand King departs from the balcony into his personal chamber, taking a clean parchment and quill. He dips it into a small pot of ink, preparing to address a letter to House Carrion. “To Emperor Siegmund Carrion, Though it saddens me dearly, it has become clear in my eyes that negotiation has become ever less meaningful in the world we live. I wrote to you some days ago to discuss the terms upon the Treaty of the Krelmstad. I hoped that this would not cast us into conflict once again. Yet it seems clear now that the vast majority of your kind have not learned from their past mistakes. Attacks and harassment upon my kin have been made at every turn. By your order or the order of one lesser, men who served your Imperium broke into my coronation, demanding we hand over the stunning High Princess Titania. These offenses cannot go unpunished. The Imperium has thus been judged as a threat to Yemekars Balance and so my council has demanded we march to cleanse Abresi of its sin. Therefore, I have taken the decision to declare a state of warfare upon the Imperium of Oren. However, just as we follow Dungrimm’s axe, we are also Anabella’s children. So we shall offer you a final chance to surrender. If this is to take place, the following terms must be accepted however. May Ogradhad grant you the wisdom to consider this offer. Abresi and the Throne to the Imperium of Oren must be surrendered to the alliance of the rebel forces and the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. The heads of those who dared trespass upon the coronation of Grand King Indago Stormhammer, as well as the men who raided a diplomatic meeting at Haelun’or must be delivered to Kal’Ithrun with immediate haste. A formal apology upon the Oren people to Anbella, to whom guides me upon the course of my kingship. You have three Dwarven days to give your reply. Should you deny our request, we shall become the avatars of Dungrimm himself, burning, killing and destroying indiscriminately throughout your lands. The days of Empires are numbered Carrion. Your age is over. A storm is coming and Anthos is in centre of it. With it comes change and the beginning of a new age. Surrender now and we shall offer you the grace of Anabella’s mercy. Deny us and you shall face grave devastation at the hands of Dungrimm’s might. I pray that you shall make your decision wisely. - Grand King Indago Stormhammer.”

Indago quickly scurries to his throne. There he looks for the Holy Chicken's egg. He hold out the magical egg in front of him and speaks to it. "W'at do I du?" The egg says nothing. Grand King Indago Stormhammer puts down the egg and backs away from it. "The CHICKEN is mad at meh! Guards! Gu get a moo moo fer a sacrifice!"

Event Planners, MC Names: xSPULLERx Event Type: I don't even know Event Date: friday, 22 Factions/Nations effected by the event: Kingdom of Urguan, Malinor Event Location: Lands within Malinor Summary: After the killing of the dwarven holy chicken, the dwarves are envy. A large group gathers within Kal'Ithrun to seek for the holy chicken after news reached saying that the body was found. The dwarves HAVE to return the chicken to the stone. They run to malinor in which it was slain and come across the streets. Together they search, looking for the body. Then they found it, the body. They find the chicken, eyes growing red, his feathers burning and his neck cracking about. His head was being spassed attacked. Uncontrollably. The flames grow in intensity and then it stops. The chicken freezes. It stares at the ground. Everyone freezes. All of the sudden the chicken explodes, demons poor from his bodies, spiders attacking all around. The Holy Chicken is envy and wishes all to die. It is up to the players to survive. Concept Images/Screenshots Other Information: Why not have an evil resurrection of the Holy Chicken? Do you need the Event Team's assistance?: Yes, need mobs spawned. If so, do you require actors and/or builders?: Yes, we need the actor of the chicken.

Event Planners, MC Names: xSPULLERx Event Type: Whaling Trip Event Date: Saturday, 23. Factions/Nations effected by the event: Kingdom of Urguan and those fit worthy to join. Event Location: Southern Waters of Urguan Summary: Dwarves gather within the lands of Urguan as they prepare spears, and order themselves in boating crews. They head off to the boats in the docks, and board their assign ship with each having a leader. Together, they use Viking row ships to remain stealthy, because their steampower can be too loud. They ride into the cooler waters where whales roam. Perhaps something else? *cough, "Serpent" cough "Watcher in the Water." It's up to the players to use nets and rp to capture their whale. Or defeat something else. ((Epic music)) Concept Images/Screenshots Other Information: Why not do whaling? Do you need the Event Team's assistance?: Yes, we need boats moved and creatures to show up. If so, do you require actors and/or builders?: I need models built for the creatures we confront. Mostly the whales to rp with.