Elite Snipes

Bakir Ireheart, obscenely drunk as he was, still mourning the death of his dear friend and brother Gror Ireheart, wrote a letter to Duren Ireheart: "Out of any of our kin, he deserved Paragon the most. If they do not honor him in death, they are worthy of a grudge.

Upon sharing a meal with his brothers in the mountains with Gror, Durorn and Axel, Bakir shook his head upon reading the state of events. He recalled the various times the honorable sons of Urguan and the Ireheart Clan joined ranks with the people of Haense to stand against evil and injustice. Bakir Ireheart remembered the time when he was Grand King, and alongside his friend Sigismund III, joined arms and destroyed the Orenian empire, sending the dogs of Blackvale running. Together, Urguan and Haense achieved great things, as allies. But now, Urguan turns against its longest ally, an ally that never wavered. Bakir, shook his head once more, ashamed of what the Grand Kingdom has become. "The Irehearts won't bail Urguan out of trouble once again if they choose to betray our most loyal ally. The Starbreaker king shall bring dishonor to our people." Bakir said to his brothers, as he sipped a cup of ale, as he watched the sun set over the mountains. @Masouri@Lefty@Pancakehz

Bakir Ireheart raised a large gallon of mead to the coalition and the Irehearts who fought in the battle "The Irehearts as usual turning the tide of a war."

Bakir Ireheart would smile as he heard the return of his son. With a chuckle he'd start to move back to the hall of his kin "Perhaps I shall visit my sons one last time."

ᛒᚨᛏᛏᛚᛖ ᛟᚠ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚺᛟᛟᚴ BATTLE OF THE HOOK ᛒᚨᛏᛏᛚᛖ ᛟᚠ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚺᛟᛟᚴ On a calm sunny day, two Frostbeards sat on the bridge of Norland and fished in hopes of catching a meal for the night. The Norlandic river, famed for its exotic fish, attracted the Frostbeard duo to try their luck. With the Brathmortakin smiling upon them due to their recent victories, the Frostbeards quickly hauled in one fish after another. Though this simple fishing trip was quickly ruined by the sound of a Norlandic warhorn, sounding the alarm and the city guard positioning on the walls. The Frostbeards quickly noticed this and sent word back to Urguan. A quick reaction force combined with Ferrymen, Frostbeards, and Irehearts quickly departed to assist the two peaceful fishermen. The Norlandic guard quickly formed at the gates, griping their spears and yelling insults at the two Frostbeards, evidently showing they intended to shed dwarven blood. As the reaction force arrived, the Norlandic party swiftly pushed out their city and met the dwarven party on the road, but with further reinforcements. The Norlandic party rallied behind their commander, showing their full strength, reinforced by their allies from the Vale as well as Adria. As each side faced off, it was evident that the dwarves were vastly outnumbered, numbering only 140 men compared to the combined rally of 250 men from Norland, Adria, and the Vale. Thirsting for dwarven blood, the battle quickly ensued, by the Norlandic charging forward into the dwarven party. The highly skilled party of dwarves quickly retreated, going to split off in teams in the woods as they fell back in an attempt to split off the large group of Norlanders. Each party skirmished back and forth on the road, exchanging bow fire and surging forward, but as the battle prolonged, the Norlanders quickly began to be picked off by the higher-trained force of dwarves. The Norlandic commander foolishly calling a push swiftly retreated back down the road towards the city, though this was the fatal killing blow for the Norlanders as the dwarven party swiftly pushed through the retreating party, picking off stragglers and eventually slaying the Norlandic commander. With their leader dead and their force losing more than half their numbers, the Norlanders quickly pulled back into the city, shutting the gates and cowering in fear. The Dwarven party, only losing 10 men, let out a victorious warcry before returning home with a Norland prisoner, releasing him on his way in respect for his capabilities as a warrior. But let it be known that the Norlanders willfully attacked two peaceful dwarven fishermen who offered no harm or threat to innocent civilians. The failures as well as cowardice of King Balon's ‘The Handless’ is evident, he refuses to acknowledge his wrongdoing in the war and sends needless warriors to their deaths for a war of his own making. King Balon and Mirven of the Vale, we will not rest until dwarven justice is achieved, with or without further bloodshed.

Bakir Ireheart smiles the suns smile as he sees the demise of Norland coming to fruition.

Vengeance in Green ᛞᛖᚨᛏᚺ ᛏᛟ ᚲᛚᚨᚾ ᚷᛟᛚᛞᚺᚨᚾᛞ As word spread throughout the nation of the Goldhand slaughter and missives were sent from the perpetrators bragging about their victory, word soon came to the doorstep of former Grand King Bakir Ireheart. Upon hearing the news, Bakir angrily grabbed his axe, slamming it onto the table in his clan hall, grabbing a pen and paper he’d send out missives to his fellow Clan mates as well as to the current Grand King, Garedyn Mossborn. “A great tragedy has occurred within our Kingdom. Loyal servants, esteemed advisors, and innocent dwarves have been slaughtered needlessly by their own blood. Conan Goldhand, a great friend of mine, an esteemed general, and the best Kings Hand I had during my reign, was slaughtered without a second thought. He deserved death on his terms, but this was taken away. Thalgrim Goldhand, although once a traitor to the kingdom and a coward he, was still a dwarf who had every right to an honorable and great death, but this, like Conan, was taken away. Goimbar, a servant to the kingdom and a loyal legionnaire was taken and held against his will and tortured. All these dwed, regardless of your opinions of them, did not deserve this fate, they were Urguans children, they were servants of Kingdom, and they were your kin. The honorless, traitorous, and Khorvadic acts of Torsun Goldhand, Rylanor Goldhand, and Davli Goldhand will not go unanswered by me, nor by Yavoks kin. We will hunt each of you down, cut out your innards and throw you to the deepest parts of the mountain where you shall be no more than a cursed memory upon our people. Let the Gods, as well as the Grand King, bear witness to my oath, I will avenge Conan Goldhand, Thalgrim Goldhand, Goimbar Goldhand and wipe out the line of the remaining traitorous goldhands. Let it be known to those who go to harbor any of these honorless Goldhands, that a grudge shall fall upon you for eternity.” Elder of Clan Ireheart, Bane of the Orcs, Bane of Philip III

Bakir Ireheart cleaned his blade after slaying multiple Norlanders. He'd smile as he recollected the sight of the main Norlandic leaders being slain within the first five minutes of the battle. "Iron from Ice! I hope King Balon recognizes he's unable to win this conflict, for his sake."

Bakir Ireheart chuckled as he watched the half naked dwarves returned from battle "Embarrassing, we weren't even prepared for a battle and we won. So much for Norland not being the aggressors!"

Bakir Ireheart shook his head seeing the missive from his Ex-Wife. "As my former wife and Grand Queen, I thought you realized peace and diplomacy is not always the answer. Dwarves were attacked, mutilated and as of this stone day, killed. To claim your own father is a puppet to my clan is disgraceful as you have met my kin and seen how we truly care for Urguan. Its clear to me Ulfric has brainwashed you with his delusional view of Urguan. Do not go down the same route he has, and alienate your own family."

Bakir Ireheart smiles "The two strongest clans united together. We shall achieve greatness."

Bakir "Orcs Blood" Ireheart shakes his head as he looked at the missive "A final chance for peace with an honorless people. Let us hope they make the right choice."

The Wronged: Clan Ireheart The Assailant: The Vale The Wrong: Betraying Urguan, leaving the dwarves to fight alone as they were sieged by the Mori. Insulting Clan Ireheart and insulting the honor of two former Grand Kings. Date of Wrongdoing: 133 S.A Terms of Settlement: The ear of Mirven and her spouse, a payment of 1k mina and a barrel of Netherite ore.

The Wronged: Bakir Ireheart and Clan Ireheart The Assailant: Ulfric Frostbeard The Wrong: Undermining the clan, insulting Bakir, questioning the honor of Clan Ireheart, deception and running from an honor duel. Date of Wrongdoing: 133 S.A. Terms of Settlement: A duel to the death or a debearding The Wronged: Bakir Ireheart and Clan Ireheart The Assailant: Thalgrim Goldhand The Wrong: The insulting of Clan Ireheart, Bakir's sons and the constant slighting of Bakirs and the Clans honor and role. Finally, for giving Clan Ireheart his word and then breaking his word in full display of the clan. Date of Wrongdoing: 133 S.A. Terms of Settlement: The Debearding of Thalgrim and an item requested by Clan Ireheart containing the apology of Thalgrim Goldhand