Rabaru

I know this is an old post, but I love this. I haven’t been on for a while, would love to hear if this has become of anything.

Agamm, with a dying breath, mutters, "We are nae doomed... Long..Live..Irehearts." He then chuckles with joy hearing the return of Gror.

((OOC)) MC Name : Agamm Do you have Teamspeak?/Are you willing to download it? : N/A Timezone : Pacific (PST) Do you have a Skype? If yes type it down or PM it to me: alexyoshi3 ((RP)) Name : Ishme-Dagan Age: 43 Gender: Male Race: Human Farfolk (Andael) Why do you wish to serve the Eternal Mubarizun?: To cleanse the world of the filth Do you abide by the Rightly Guided Faith[Al’iiman Rashidun]? If not, which faith do you follow? : I follow Enos, but I shall honor the codes of those who worship the Eternal Mabarizun Please tell us a bit of your background ((A short paragraph )) : Ishme-Dagan hails from a scholar family, and aspires to be a great merchant, but, in the meantime, seeks glory.

Agamm Ireheart looks at the poster, knowing well of the danger within the Deep Roads. He considers writing about it.

Name: Nchumgar Age:187 Professions: Woodwork (boats and the such), chef, Doomforged Bloodline: Arkhomir, Dormin's line Why do you want to join the Ag’Karak?: Fight with my kin Skype/Discord Skype name: alexyoshi3 Do you promise to follow the rules?: aye Please post a Fresh Meme here: https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Frostbeard jkjkjkjkjk

Agamm Ireheart's eyes widen. "Thar be more books teh beh written!!!" Agamm would pack up and delve deeper beneath the kingdom.

Name: Agamm Ireheart Korhaz Grandaxe Zharkaz Doomforged Dwalin Irongut Aldal Ireheart Frerir Irongrinder Grumbis Frostbeard x Why? Well, it would add diversity to the kingdom's government.

A letter arrives via courier, and as he offers it to you, he seems worried. But he isn't important. It's the letter. A letter that smells of home. "Dear fellow Doomforged, We have been trying to regroup our kind in these times of trouble, as the smell of war beckons, are numbers have vanished. Our clan hall sits empty, like the ruins beneath Urguan. I fear our clan is dying, yet, I have heard word that many still remain. I would hope to fill our halls with that of our own kin, so that Kal'Omith can sing the hymns of the Doomforged once more. I pray that you shall return safely, and rest in our halls once more. Sincerely, your Clan-father, Zharkaz Doomforged" You've read the letter, and now, tears fill your glowing eyes... Memories of the clan hall flood your mind, as you recollect your thoughts.

I'll keep that in mind.

The ability to create a base for the "cult"

Deep beneath a volcano in Urguan, there worked a estranged dwed wizard. He was wise they said, he was right they said, he was Khorvad they said. The dwarf wizard lead a cult, all believing he was a god, a deity. The cult would call themselves many things; Khorvad's Kazamar, Khorvad's Horde, The Cult of Khorvad. But they never called themselves "dwarves". They hated their own kind, believing they had power worthy to challenge the gods, they saw their kind would hold them down from becoming gods themselves, thus, left the original city of the dwarves to seek out a place to stay, and practice their arts. It was a volcano, where lava ran instead of water. And it was there where the dwarf wizard would practice his magics. And it was where his followers would be changed forever. He would give them black hair like coal, some like granite, and some like raw iron and others of stone. Some would be given tusks, and some were given horns. Even both to those worthy to have them. Some became fighters of the blade and axes, others became priests to worship the wizard they believed to be Khorvad. These priests would practice magic, and create runes with vile spells. For many cycles they worked in silence, but word has gone out that they have become noticeable. Some witnesses say they saw dwarves wandering in the hills, but brandishing tusks and horns, wearing blood red clothing and speaking a strange array of words. None like the known tongue of the dwarves. Some dwarved refer them as the "Dor'Dwedmar", or "chaos dwarves". Appearance: The race of the proposed group of dwarves will look like Warhammer's chaos dwarfs, with some having tusks or horns. Well-known heroes may have both grown. They also prefer the color of red and gold. Backstory: They backstory is unclear, especially of the strange wizard behind all this madness. Only thing that is known is he is pretending to play as the dead deity "Khorvad", and has twisted the minds of other dwarves with magic. All that is known is from above. Language: the language is different from the one spoken by the dwarves. They speak what some call "Ardol Rulaz" or "Blood Speech". It is a different dialect of the tongue of the dwed. Clans: Grimbeards: A noble family, and is one of the few original clans. Dreadfists: A warrior clan, who breed soldiers for the clan. Flamegut: A clan that housed the original wizards and rune smiths. Tarbeards: Infamous for catching slaves, they are a smaller clan, but also a noble one. Culture: The culture of the Dor'Dwedmar is similar to the "Mesopotamians". Their runes are different, and possess a strange power. Although their runes possess power, it is not as powerful as the original runes, as the runes used by the Dor'Dwedmar were created by the dwarf wizard. They use slaves, hate others, build unique halls. They are similar to dwarves, but also seem foreign to them. They too value honor, but not the same honor as the dwarves of Kal'Omith do. When one steals from other members, they are robbed of their life. They are cruel, and view many as scum. (Idea of what the runes look like) Politics: They see working with others pointless, but will do so if there is something to gain from cooperating, such as wealth and power. They also dislike the Ironborn, seeing that the Ironborn are fake, and unworthy. Religion: Their faith is to the god Khorvad, who they see as a mighty deity, and a strange group they call "Bulezan" or "Champions". They believe Urguan as a false god, as well as the other Brathmordakin, seeing them as liars and cowards. Other: When at war, they blow war horns, and war drums. They wear red alot. Their views are that they don't hate everything, but believe all are unworthy, that every other kind is not worthy of their time.

Zharkaz Doomforged bows to the king, then, rises, and begins to speak, "I, Zharkaz Doomforged, shall thruh 'imself inteh thy castin'! I wish teh see Kal'Omith become a role model fer teh rest of thee realms, in dis toime of crisis. I see dis as an opportuniteh fer Dwedkind teh shine, like embers amidst thy dark ashes! Und teh all who want peace, und a list of powuhful allies, I say listen teh me, clan representative ov clan Doomforged!" Zharkaz Doomforged would then nod, and would step aside.

Zharkaz Doomforged reads the document, then speaks, "I say nae, as dis be deh urmi's fight, and teh intervene in their business is a foolish decisjun! Deh ansuh is nae, let us bathe in the peace, and not deh urmi's war!"

MC Name: Agamm RP Name: Zharkaz Doomforged Which guild do you wish to join?: Minining Guild, Smithing guild (optional) What is your level in the aligned profession?: Adept Miner, adequate blacksmith, adequate enchanter Skype name: alexyoshi3 Are you able to use Teamspeak?: I do not have one How long have you been playing LOTC?: 2 months How many hours both week and weekend are you available?: usually 3 on weekdays and 10 on weekends What is your timezone?: PST (Pacific Timezone)

MC Name: Agamm RP Name: Zharkaz Reasoning for Applying: I like the look of the Doomforge, and seeing that no one plays them that often (at least from when I'm around) I would like to play as one. Do you accept to follow the rules of playing a Doomforged? Aye. Bloodline: Ibon's line, Tarumir Parents (Optional, only if you are playing a current member's child):N/A