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RIP LIVER

Dagr Vanir hopes to avenge the 30 random carnatians that were herded into furnaces.

Dagr Vanir would be squeezing out a large turd while upon the privy, all the while dabbing in the process.

Kill the whites, take their rights

For the melee Name: Dagr Vanir Age: 20 Title(If applicable): Levy master of Krakens Watch Lands of Origin: Krakens Watch

A raven from the keep of Kraken's watch would bring a letter, it would read: "Dagr Vanir will join your retinue, you will need a northern man who knows of the cold. "

"Hrmph" says Dagr Vanir from his keep.

Dagr would shake his head in utter disgust at this comment. "First off, I'd like to see any credible sources to these statistics... Then, if 'Manuel del Castillo' isn't an immigrant name, that I've no idea what is. I'd like to ask where your birthplace is for I haven't heard your name or seen your face until recent times. I am deeply offended by you questioning a veteran who fought in many wars since the times of Athera. A veteran who has lived and died for the good sake of Oren. A veteran who has seen his people die to the sword of the dwarves and the same veteran to plunge his blade into the neck of a bearded stout. Manuel, some people were dropped on their head as a child... it is clear you were thrown at a wall. Perhaps more babies like you will be thrown at this 'great wall' you plan to build."

Dagr Vanir would mumble to himself a short prayer and clear his throat before he goes on to give his speech: "I'd like to start off by begging for forgiveness for any past grievances and immaturity to any man. That is the past and I hope to look to the future. Now, let me begin. People of Felsen, you worry me so. The two candidates who run against me are nothing but men who incite fear for Kha (Walking and talking cats) immigrants or men who peddle fantasies and don't provide HOW they are to accomplish this. Yet they've gained sponsors and voters easily. One promises to build a great wall... which we have already and a trench in front... The problem is that there is men needed to man the WIDE OPEN gates and to let those who are citizens and loyal to Oren pass through and immigrants to register through a legal way. I first hand have seen the brutal knaves of Dunamis happily stroll through the gates and execute people in the square. The people of OREN! These are my brothers and sisters and yours too, our mothers and children! The people I yearn to be safe while our brave men fight in the field against the bearded stouts who lurk in holes. So, if I am elected maer, I will hope to bring about a strong guard to keep the peace at all times, all saint's days, and fully equipped to face any foes who wish to harm Orenia... Another point I wish to bring up and bring change to is the economy of the capital. I see few merchants and little trade happening throughout Felsen and this, also worries me so. I wish to bring about a stronger merchant district and more money to be flowing into the common man's pocket rather than there be a monopoly. I wish for there to be a larger variety and have the regular citizen be able to set up a stall and sell his goods. Another change I'd like to bring about is something I hope will bring lords and ladies, soldiers and citizens, and the common men of Orenia together. And that is the theater house. This will be a place where one can go for a small price, so even the poorest men can go, to see a romance, comedy, thriller you name it! Any man can come in and write a play, gather the actors, and set a date for when a play may proceed. Then, there can be an official arena for men who wish to fight to show their skills of combat at events held by the capital monthly. Money raised for the event will go to the actors, the directors, the fighters, and of course back to Felsen. The money gathered can be used to pay the smiths and the farmers who equip and feed our soldiers fighting in filthy Urguanian land. Also, they money can be used to pay the men who keep the streets of Felsen safe and the enemies who wish to bring harm to her to the sword. Lastly, the final change I wish to bring for the common man. Education. If we are to make the capital of the greatest empire of these lands even greater, we must provide education for the people and for all. Any scholars who wish to teach should have the ability to do so and every child deserves to learn how to read and right. Also, I wish to bring about a daily newspaper that could be bought or handed out for free. This can be used to educate the common man about what is going on throughout the empire and it could also help aspiring writers make their mark on the world. I am wide open for debate on any subjects and I am also willing to bring about more than this. You are all free to ask for my stance on certain subjects." Dagr would look throughout the crowd before saying: "Vote Dagr for Maer, For he will bring change to where it is needed."

cya dunamis akimbo, nice knowin yah

RP Information Age: 32 Race: Human Allegiance (Current nation of residence): Oren Past Military Experience: Schism War, Dwarf-Oren war in Athera, Oren Civil War None-Military Experience/Skills: Lumberjack ---------- OOC information MC Name: ___Helios___ Skype Name (Used for updates, news and information): vidfreak444 Teamspeak is a required tool for battles and major events, it is recommended that you at least download it. Do you plan to make this character one of your primary?: Yup

Dagr would hear the sound of a few thousand brave 2nd Akovian regiment veterans grumbling as they set out to find a bridge to pitch their tent on again.

"I don't see a lesser race than yours, I think there may be a problem." says Dagr Vanir as smirks loudly.

I'd smash

On a somewhat warm day down in Urguan territory, a youngish Dagr Vanir would be finishing wiping his arse in an outhouse after an unusual restroom session. As he stands, Dagr catches wind about the recent events from a few dwarves outside of the outhouse... And they sure caught wind of what Dagr exerted from his massive body a few moments ago. The two dwarves would turn to him as he swings open the door, pinching their stubby little noses. As Dagr starts to buckle the sheathe of his longsword to his waist and he'd begin to say a few words through his massive stained brown beard. "You filthy stouts best be watchin' your arse, Gauldrim called for Oren support! The 70,000 Staunton berzerkers/screamers will block out the sun!!! You best proceed with caution" Dagr would move on to take out a flask, sipping the crappy rum as he stumbles along towards the sunset. The dwarves relocated due to the smell burning their eyes.

A young Dagr Vanir was walkin' about near Felsen during the Coalition rebellion. Dagr Vanir was then approached by many angry savoy men. Dagr Vanir fled. Angry men pursued. Dagr Vanir packed himself a pocket boat and fled via the beloved sea. Angry men didn't pack pocket boats. Angry men shook fists in the air. True story. I was there.

Username: AmossTheWhite Skype username: nathan_barnett I don't think my mom lets me talk 2 strangers, so maybe ts for me I want to find my parents who were kidnapped by halfling raiders + i neeed 2 hide away from the ry0th... (Agent 69)

"1000 minas and some pocket lint"

"'Orenian army'... Who the hell was the other half then?"

Oh shucks got me again!

Towards the end tho, when everyone emoted throwing torches and hay and the like, I really don't understand why we kept on getting our fire put out. Stuff like that would've at least lit the siege tower on fire.

"I'm not the one to slave trade but does this troll come with a maid outfit?"