TJBMinecraft

isn't this just splitting up the player base?

I would recommend either, John Smith Legacy or Conquest

Thomas de Hartcold wonders when he ever said that he has more men than curon. "I just said i have more guards guarding, that doesn't mean i have more in general"

Thomas de Hartcold would chuckle as he heard the speech "My barony is currently stable and happy ever since we achieved a great victory against an undead horde and against some pirates WITHOUT Curon's help"

FORMAT Name of settlement: The Barony Adylith Peak time: Between: GMT: 15:00 - 22:00 EST: 11:00 - 18:00 PST: 8:00 - 15:00 Populace density: Mainly Humans Brief description: The Barony of Adylith, formerly the Kingdom of Adylith, is a vassal state under the Principality of Curon. The Barony of Adylith is most notably known as the home to House de Hartcold. The current city is under construction with the civilians living in a small camp nearby. List of players able to assist: TJB_Minecraft is the current Baron and is, able to assist in anything Dumbrarere is the current Baroness and is, able to assist in anything Jacobcraft04 is the current Arch-chancellor and is, able to assist with anything. Directions: Traverse North West from the Cloud Temple until you reach the sea. Continue by sailing North West until you reach the coast of Adylith, upon arriving you will notice a small camp with purple and white tents, and with a noticeable fortress in the background. Important Information: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/171194-the-army-of-adylith/?tab=comments#comment-1615015 Laws of Adylith: https://docs.google.com/document/d/14Jf8fQD-54QySosT_6q4mXDlgyI2lZfbMQg0tL5EyZ0/edit?usp=sharing

Throri 'Warmheart' Stonemace hears about his father's coronation as High King, wishing that he could go back home to his clan and back to his city "Oi wis' yer luck fat'a. Oi wis' oi could return to see yer be coronated but oi can nae come back, yer du nae wan't me back anehway" Throri would say, with a single tear rolling down his eye as he continued his long journey alone in the wilderness of Atlas.

"I wasn't with you when you were being raided, by Renatus. And last time I checked it was always my guards trying to help the single Curonic guard trying to stop a fight in the tavern for example" Thomas would reply to Sylvestre

Thomas de Hartcold would chuckle "Incorrect once again Sylvestre. I have been in Cryilsburg multiple times I'm the last few saints moths."

Thomas de Hartcold stands atop a box outside the tavern, hoping this would get people's attention. “Friends, Allies and fellow Countrymen. Lend me your ears for a brief moment of your time. I, Thomas de Hartcold, am running as Stephanos Palaiologos’ deputy mayor. It has come to my both of our attentions that the Gatehouse of Cryilsburg is severely under manned allowing bandits and criminals to easily walk in and steal from our civilians. This has to stop! We can not have our civilians being bullied by some outsiders, to do this we must increase our guardforce. Many a time I have been in the city and have been attacked by bandits with the guards simply turning a blind eye. It is their duty to protect not to ignore. So I hereby say Vote for Stephanos Palaiologos for a safer and secure Cyrilsburg!” OOC: I will change the colour when I get onto my pc next.

Thomas de Hartcold would be humming Do You Hear The People Sing to himself as he walked past Mathew making his speech.

Ikr, what a slacker

Thomas Tarsington-Keint will scream in the seventh sky "FREEDOM TO KEINTANIA, AVE KEINTANIA!"

Thanks man, took me ages to re-write

The Stonemace Clan The Stonemace Clan is a mountain dwarf clan, some members of the clan originally hailed from the Frostbeard Clan. Dwedmar coming from the Stonemace Clan are known for utmost loyalty to the Kingdom they serve. Founded by Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace during the fifth age and later reestablished by Throri in the sixth age. The Stonemaces follow a multitude of different patron gods, however like many other clans around them they follow Dungrimm as their main Patron God. History The Fifth Age (Axios) The origin of the Clan can be traced all the way back to the Fifth Age and the Frostbeard Clan, when its founder, Throri ‘Warmheart’ Stonemace, was banished from the Kingdom of Kaz’Ulrah. Throri would return to the Grand Kingdom of Urguan, the Kingdom he used to serve but ended up fighting against the, swearing an oath of fealty towards him with the other members who left with him. After a few months of living in Urguan, Throri formed the Stonemace Clan, welcoming all banished Frostbeards and normal dwarves alike into his halls. As the clan started to grow and grow, Throri got challenged to an honour duel by his own son, Edel Frostbeard. Throri was winning the duel at first, disarming him and bringing his son to the ground. However this advantage did not last, once Throri cut into his son's face Edel went berserk pummeling his father's face in with his own bare hands. Whilst most of the Frostbeards who watched the duel called for Throri’s death, Edel spared his life leaving him with the shame of being defeated by a younger dwarf. A few months after Throri’s defeat, Edel called an unrightful meeting with all the members of the clan. Throri turned up to the meeting with Charles the Bald, the Grand Champion of Urguan, by his side. Upon entering the meeting area, Throri noticed that only one Stonemace, Kerwyr II, was in the meeting whilst several Frostbeards were there instead. The meeting did not go well, just as Throri thought it would, with Edel claiming that he was the rightful leader of the clan as he defeated his father in battle. However this claim would be illegitimate as raised up by Throri in the meeting, even though this point was raised Edel would would held a vote which he ended up winning, stealing the members of the clan, and practically the clan itself renaming it the Silvervein Clan. Even with the Grand Legion of Urguan's backing it was impossible for Throri to take his clan back as Edel, later nicknamed Edel 'The Illegitimate’ by Charles The Bald, took the clan to the Kingdom of Kaz'Ulrah. After vanishing for several years, Throri returned to Kal'Omith bearing new golden armour of the Stonemace Clan, reforming the clan once again when Urguan needed help the most. However this did not last long as even with Throri's help during the War of the Beards, Urguan was severely outnumbered by Kaz'Ulrah and it's allies finally being destroyed and the Stonemace Clan alongside it. The Sixth Age (Atlas) Upon arriving on the shores of Atlas, Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace reformed the Clan once more. The Stonemace's searched high and low for a place to settle finally arriving at a mounting, building their keep into it and naming it Tal’Umrol. Notable Stonemaces Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace Founder of the Stonemace Clan and first ever Stonemace Clan Father Appearance Just like the Frostbeards, the Stonemaces tend to have jet black hair, although fiery red or hazelnut brown hair is not uncommon in the clan either. Stonemaces tend to have chilling blue or emerald green eyes. Like the rest of the Mountain Dwarves Stonemaces tend to be taller, averaging around 4ft-4’5ft, and bulkier than the other dwarves. Personality Stonemaces hold honour with utmost esteem within the clan. They will usually hold true to their word and never go back on an oath or deal unless they're a sheer dwarf. This however does not mean that they cannot be rude and stern, for if their honour is disputed or disrespected they will most likely be engulfed in a grudge. Even though on the outside they might appear to be stern and unfriendly, they are usually the opposite, at least to friends that is. Be on the good side of a Stonemace and they could turn out to be the best of friends or even allies. However if you turn on one and make him/her your enemy and he/she can be the most ferocious enemy you could ever have. The Stonemace kinsmen are loyal to the Kingdom they serve and their fellow descendants of Urguan, but they have the utmost respect and loyalty to their clan and their kinsmen. If one Stonemace is offended or attacked, then you have offended and attacked the entire clan. If you befriend one then you befriend the entire clan. The Stonemaces will always work together to better their clan and kinsmen. Stonemaces are impeccable fighters, tuning their battle prowess most of their lives and partaking in brawls, friendly duels and even tournaments as often as they can to hone their skills on the battlefield. In turn they find fighting a crucial part of life that is never ignored. They are none to be one of the most skilled fighters in the whole of the dwarven race, second best to the Frostbeards, Grandaxes and Irehearts. It is said that seeing a Stonemace on the battlefield is like a lion savagely mauling its prey. Stonemaces are also known to be renown partakers in luxary and socially life. They love to eat, drink ale and gamble. A Stonemace will never turn down an opportunity to do all three. Trials All Stonemaces must partake in their trials before they may ascend from being a beardling to a fully fledged member of the Clan. The first task in the trials is for the beardling to take a singular journey up the mountains for a few stone days to a whole stone week, surviving with the skills they were taught to truly become themselves and find out who they really are. Upon their return the beardling is sent off once again to hunt for a weapon, be it an axe or sword, however this weapon may not be made from any dwarven forge or any dwarven materials. Upon finding a weapon the beardling must return to the Clan Father or Clan Elder to inspect it. After the inspection is complete the last task may be complete. On the day of their final trial, they shall journey to the nearest bear cave, armed with nothing but the weapon they forged and the simplest of their clothes. Their task to track down a great bear or direwolf and slay it, then proceed to skin it's pelt and bring it back to their Clan Father. When the beardling returns, the Stonemaces gather and the Clan Father and Elders inspect the pelt. They study it and decide whether the pelt the beardling acquired is worthy enough of becoming a true Dwarf amongst their kinsmen. If the pelt is deemed a high enough quality, the final step of the ceremony is lighting a gigantic bonfire. The Clan Father would walk to the beardling, placing the pelt onto their shoulders. “Narvak Oz Dungrimm” the Clan Father would bellow out later being echoed by the Beardling afterwards. Once the pelt has been placed upon the fully fledged dwarves shoulders, the Clan Father would give the Dwarf his signatory tattoo, which is unique to the dwarf it was given to. They then will be given a clan nickname such as 'Warmheart’ or 'Valiant’ to identify themselves based on their characteristics. Clan Oath I will never compromise the clan, I shall always help my fellow brothers in arms, I shall never question the acts of the Clan Father or my Elders, I shall always sacrifice my life for the rest of my clans safety, I shall always respect and do things the Clan Father tells me to do. Clan Members Clan Father Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace (TJB_Minecraft) Clan Mother Camilla Stonemace (Creamiest) Clan Elder Dwarger Stonemace (LionEY_) Thumril Stonemace (D3F4LT) Members Flotir Stonemace (Jilamijn) Beardlings Floin Stonemace (TheAttacker42) Grogsworth Stonemace (matty1017467) ~Application [NOW RECRUITING] Minecraft Name: Roleplay Name: Roleplay Age: Timezone: Role within the Stonemaces (Son/Relative to whom? Send me a PM if you need help!): Discord:

Accepted! Welcome to the family. I shall send the skin over ASAP

Application (For Nobility/Gentry) RP Name: Thomas de Hartcold MC Name: TJB_Minecraft Title: His Lordship, Thomas de Hartcold, Baron of Adylith and Lord of Blackden Land of Origin: the Principality of Curon Events of Participation?: None, I just want to watch

Throri and his Children had only just set off from Kal'Tarak on foot, possibly taking them days or even weeks to reach the Confederation itself

The Unexpected Journey of Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace As the glistening sun rises over the mountains of Kaz’Ulrah, a soft, delicate breeze moves swiftly over their hair and beard of Throri ‘Warmheart’ Stonemace, son of Garrond and grandson of the legendary Gorum Frostbeard. The day was young, the frost, still settling gently onto the fresh green grass. Kal’Tarak was full of sleeping dwedmar, not a stir being made as a three shadowy figures made their way through the street making their way towards the main gate. The 188 year old dwarf would stop dead in his tracks as he exited the main gate, taking one last look of the city he called home. He was far from what he was when he helped his former clan, the Frostbeards, during the Second Frostbeard Rebellion where he fought bravely next to his kin but now he was called a traitor by his brother and most of all his father for serving the Grand Kingdom of Urguan during the War of the Beards and by supporting the Confederation of Hammers against the constant raids. As he thought more and more of his family a deep hatred and fire brewed inside of him, a hatred that could not be easily put out. He looked back into the cavities of his brain, thinking about his 188 years of life, what he remembered of the man who he thought as a far who cast him aside like some dog, he thought about his sons. He remembered fighting alongside Baldin Frostbeard-Grandaxe, his mentor and a dwarf who he thought as a second father to him, during the Siege of the Krag, when he was a much younger dwarf. He remembered the time where he swore an oath to protect Grand King Bastion Ireheart’s daughter, Valia, which he did until she left Old Jornheim where he only saw her only a few more times until her unfortunate fall. He remembered the time when he married his wife Camilla La Bambina in the in the temple in Kal’Tarak. He knew deep in his heart that he was not like the other Frostbeards and so it was time for him to leave them behind to start a new life away from them. Before the dwarf and his two sons set off again he turned to the both of them “Moi sons. It is toime to leave t’is cursed place. Ah donnae t’ink t’at we will be returnin’ anehtoime soon.” he would look up to the sky “Oi’m sorreh grandfat’er for wot Oi ‘ave done and wot Oi am ‘bout to do” he wipes off his blue frostbeard warpaint, disregarding the clan he used to serve his life for replacing it with a stone coloured warpaint instead “Let us ‘ead out to a place w’ere we will nae be called traitors” he would say leading his children down the steps from the city, through Garrond’s Vale and onto the main road heading towards the Confederation of Hammers

Accepted! Welcome to the family. I shall send the skin over ASAP You can play Joseph if you want?

Accepted! Welcome to the family. I shall send the skin over ASAP

Good day to you all. I am TJB_Minecraft, but you can just call me TJB. There are some certain characters to be played. Below i have put the characters names, ages and their personalities. I shall also be putting the link to the family tree at the bottom, this should help to tell you how all the family members are related. If you need any other specific details feel free to contact me on discord: TJBGamer#9681 Characters to be Played: Characters highlighted in green have been accepted and are being played, Orange have been accepted but are not being played. James de Hartcold Age: 8 Personality: Silly, Courageous, Respectfully and Intelligent Charlotte de Hartcold Age: 30 Personality: Gentle, polite and loves children Joseph de Hartcold (Adopted) Age: 9 Personality: Silly, childish, funny and cares for animals Philip de Hartcold Age: 23 Personality: Courageous, Strong and Honourable Form to Apply: Name: Discord: Character: Family Tree: http://www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=13bdjiwwlox&f=270959906483979702

Thomas Tarsington-Keint would smile down at all his warriors who took part during the Siege of Keintania "Long Live King Keint" he would say holding his deceased wife in his arms in the seventh sky.

Thomas Tarsington-Keint would look speak to himself in the seventh sky. "They better not have any corrupt or biased judges this time"

Thomas de Hartcold would comfort his pregnant wife, keeping his sword by his side at all times.