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“Clouds are just Arcadian vehicles” “Clouds are just Arcadian vehicles”

“NARVAK OZ URGUAN, NARVAK OZ YEMEKAR” Dimlin would yell in the town square

My favorite newspaper

Same with me referring to Hiebe and ye HMU aswell if you need any help, love to play it

“Good, It needed to be done”

“AG shall be t’ere” Dimlin says with a smile

Dimlin Irongut would sit in the Irongut Palace of Holm leaning on the Hammer of Urguan before sighing “I guess onle’ time will tell wot impac’ t’is will ‘ave on t’e stage of Atlas; and ‘ow the world will react to it.”

Dimlin Irongut would put his cane in his left hand before raising his Warhammer "Let Us Fight" before rallying as many Holmiotes as he could behind him.

when you become a Irongut?

“Hamnil should have taug’t his son t’e sword is not always t’e best option, but ‘e doesn't understand that ‘imself. He would state before sighing

The Irongut Clan had remained without a leader for some time now, and Dimlin, being the renown and devout Irongut that he was, would not let this continue for any moment longer. With his claim to the title left unchallenged, he intended to take the action no other amongst his kindred was keen on doing. “Ah, Dimlin Irongut, ‘ave claimed the title o’ Clan Fatheh o’ mah Clan, Clan Irongut!” he said with fervor. “Ah will take up dis responsibiliteh, an’ believe meh when ah promise et es nae taken lightleh. Ah see dis as ah chance t’ change da pat’ o’ our Clan an’ lead dem t’ greatness!” The crowd that stood before him broke their silence with a sudden, ear-shattering roar of applause. Irongut’s embraced their kin with a childlike enthusiasm as they imagined the world that Dimlin had in his own mind, the world the young Irongut would strive to create for himself and those who follow him. “For t’ose o’ yeh dat lack fait’ en meh…” he paused, looking around at some of the faces present. He stopped as he met the gaze of each of his close friends and family that stood among the gathered. “Ah ask yeh t’ trust da ones dat made meh who ah am today.” he said as he nodded to each Dwed he had found particularly influential in his life. Dimlin stood silently as he overlooked the crowd, his heart and confidence starting to fade as the silence carried on. The young Irongut Clan Father lowered his head in sadness and disappointment. His own despair was interrupted by that of a young beardling with courage bigger than the beard he bore on his face. “Narvak oz Irongut! Narvak oz Dimlin!” the young dwed shouted confidently as he smiled up at the new Clan Father. Little more than a second had passed before a choir of Dwarven voices joined together shouting. “NARVAK OZ IRONGUT! NARVAK OZ DIMLIN!"

Hadrian Tharassion tries to get up from his grave then remembers he’s dead and lays back down

Holm will send what it can

“Interesting” A Holmoite Army Staffer would state before drawing up plans for the Deployment of the 1st Holmoite Armored Division to the Azadarian Front.

ACCEPTED REPORT TO BRIGADIER DIMLIN IRONGUT

ACCEPTED

ACCEPTED REPORT TO BRIGADIER GENERAL DIMLIN IRONGUT

Dimlin Irongut proceeds to write a book about Clan Irongrinder

Dimlin Exclaims

“How long have you even been ‘ere?” Dimlin would say questioning

“REAL DWED” Dimlin would say smiling

ACCEPTED REPORT TO BRIGADIER DIMLIN IRONGUT

The Dwarf would keep his head down in acknowledgement

“550” A hooded Dwarf would say