UnusualBrit

what are we? some kind of The Suicide Squad (2021) Fr tho next time just handle this matter privately, and resort to taking it to a public space if absolutely necessary.

11th of the Sun's Smile, 130 S.A ((29/05/23)) A Call for the Dwedmar To the citizens of Tal’Yrro, I bring good tidings. On my adventures to the lands above, I have discovered a suitable location for a new hold. With aid of several of our kinsmen, we built Camp Dwed to host our peoples, and slowly began to excavate into the mountain. Yet we cannot strike the earth alone, I call upon all Dwedmar to join us in our northern outpost, to venture to the lands above, able-bodied labourers and craftsmen are in sore need to build ourselves a new home. Come forth, let us honour Yemekar together. Rock and Stone! Thalgrim Eivorsson Beloved of Armakak Clan Lord of the Goldhands Lord of Tal’Grim

"Narvok oz Camp Dwed! Aruu!" Thalgrim cheered at the missive.

You always got a plan Dutch

“Shame, thought the lad had potential, yet he forgot his duty!” Thalgrim agonised at the missive.

"Didn't quite expect that," Thalgrim spoke in surprise at the missive. "Then again, Ulfar was always close to Grimdal..." The dwarf began to speculate.

"I'm with yer Ulfar." Thalgrim promised as he read the missive in Barrowton, eying his Legion armour.

Very sensible

I have nothing but the strongest contempt for @XOCOfor debearding my goldhand.

"Taxes are a slight tae Grimdugan, more evidence of Urguans decadence," Thalgrim complained drunkenly, unaware that his late uncle was once the taxman!

15th of the Snows Maiden, 125 S.A ((20/04/23)) EIVORSSON ASCENDANT With the long absence of my colleague Bromdor Goldhand, and the recent departure of Rylanor Goldhand. The triarchy is officially defunct, I declare it dissolved and announce my inheritance of sole lordship over the most noble Goldhand Clan in light of no suitable candidates to inherit their positions. Let all true Goldhands recognise the validity of my claim, granted to me by by assembled clan and kin, and legitimised by the heroic blood of Thoak Sledgefist that runs in my veins. Narvok oz Armakak Narvok oz Grimdugan Thalgrim Goldhand Eivorsson, Clan Lord of the Aurokanar, beloved of Armakak.

"Aye, he's right yer know, good old Barundin." Thalgrim spoke, satisfied at his clan-mates legal expertise.

"Atta boy." Thalgrim murmured.

-snip-

"Impressive." Thalgrim commented genuinely, a smile adorning his features as he read the missive in Barrowton.

"Feels like I've seen this one before." Thalgrim commented, chuckling.

Moo

He’s back!

“Rhun Prophet? Never heard of him!” Thalgrim grinned.

Thalgrim shakes his head in disgust.

Thalgrim breathes a sigh of relief, safe in exile.