Elite Snipes

pretty cool

Bakir Ireheart chuckled as the coward Hun-Din passed from this realm "Shame, I wanted his head." He'd then go back to governing the glorious Kingdom of Urguan. @Willstertheking2

Grand King, Bakir Ireheart laid back in one of the clinics beds as he recovered from the battle from his rival. His wounds still burning from the Azhl poisoning. He’d close his eyes and remembered the rage he felt as he saw his kin get killed before his eyes. But after remembering the fight, he also remembers the feeling the absence of fear and pain, Yemekar truly blessed him, and he was the hand of Yemekars justice that day.

Bakir Ireheart starts preparing himself to outdrink all the other dwarves, determined to make Kjell proud.

THE PEACE OF EASTFLEET _____ AGREED ON THIS 10TH DAY OF SNOW’S MAIDEN OF THE 72ND YEAR OF THE 2ND AGE BETWEEN THE GRAND KINGDOM OF URGUAN, THE KONGZEM OF HANSETI-RUSKA, THE HOLY ORENIAN EMPIRE, THE FERRYMAN BAND, THE KINGDOM OF NORLAND, THE VALE OF NEVAEHLEN, THE REXDOM OF KRUGMAR, AND THE PRINCIPALITY OF SAVOY This war has been long. Since the Clan Ireheart first clashed with the men of Oren, this bitter war has blazed into a titanic three-phase campaign`between the nations of the world, the likes of which had not been seen in generations, that has left countless dead on the battlefields of Lower Petra, buried thousands beneath the rubble of Haverlock, and dyed the sea crimson at Eastfleet. It is after these campaigns that these nations of Almaris finally agree to lay down their weapons, and agree to these terms of peace. I: The Tripartite Coalition, and all signatories shall remain at peace with the Holy Orenian Empire for a decade following the signing of this treaty. II: The Holy Orenian Empire hereby admits to the defeat and failure of their forces in its offensive against the Waystone Territories. III: The Holy Orenian Empire will cede the lands known as the West Waters (Tile 66) to the Grand Kingdom of Urguan and will agree not to occupy any land south of the Northern Green Mountains (Tile 84). IV: The Holy Orenian Empire will finance the purchase of the lands known as the Deep Plains (Tile 72) for the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. V: The Holy Orenian Empire and the Grand Kingdom of Urguan agree to refrain from attempting to conquer or bring ruin to the lands of the Waystone Territory (Tile 88) and Lower Petra (Tile 91), respectively, in the event of war. VI: The Holy Orenian Empire and its vassals do swear not to engage or involve themselves with the internal politics of any of the Tripartite members, likewise the members of the Tripartite shall not engage themselves with The Holy Orenian Empire's internal affairs. VII: The Holy Orenian Empire will recognize the Kingdom of Norland’s sovereignty under King Ragnvald Eiriksson Ruric. VIII: The Holy Orenian Empire will pay the Ferrymen a sum of 7,000 minae. IX: The Holy Orenian Empire will pay the Rexdom of Krugmar 20 stacks of leather. X: The Holy Orenian Empire affirms recognition of all titles of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska in perpetuity and vows never to entertain, support, or tolerate another claimant within their nation. XI: The Holy Orenian Empire will divide Upper Grenz (Tile 95) with the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska. XII: The Holy Orenian Empire will recognize the sovereignty of the regnant couple Renata and Remus Ashford as the sole rulers to the throne of Savoy, and that no other claimant but their rightful children and descendants may claim this throne. XIII: The Holy Orenian Empire will provide the Principality of Savoy with a city blueprint designed by Prince Frederick Charles. XIV: The signatories agree to uphold these terms with honour, and collectively bring justice to any party who seeks to violate them. IV JOVEO MAAN His Royal Majesty SIGISMUND III by the Grace of Godan, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duke of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margrave of Korstadt, Rothswald and Vasiland, Count of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, and Toruv, Viscount of Varna, Baron of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant, Venzia and Astfield, Lord of the Westfolk, Fidei Defensor, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera. Grand King of Urguan and Bane of the Orcs, Bane of Philip III Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads, Protector of the Farfolk His Majesty, Ragnvald Eiriksson Ruric, King of Norland, High Chieftain of the Rurikkid, Duke of Varhelm and Alisgrad Matriarch of the Vale of Nevaehlen, His Serene Highness, Renata Adelina Ashford de Savoie, Princess of Savoy, Duchess of Corazon, Countess of San Luciano and Sarissa, Baroness of Brynnrose, etcetera. Rex of the Horde, AD DEI GLORIAM, HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, PHILIP III, Holy Orenian Emperor, forever August, King of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Grand Duke of Ves, Duke of Helena, Novellen, Furnestock and Lorraine, Baron of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Orenian Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera HER IMPERIAL MAJESTY, ANASTASIA I, Holy Orenian Empress, forever August, Queen of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Grand Duchess of Ves, Duchess of Helena, Novellen, Furnestock, Adria, and Lorraine, Baroness of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Orenian Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera

Bakir Ireheart watched from afar as the show began, leaning back in his chair he’d chug down a dire wolf vodka smiling as he did so “So it begins”

Should definitely come by and hang around the dwarves, we have a lot of guilds you can join with some very interesting RP I think you’d like!

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Bakir wiped his blade of Orenian blood, going to chuckle as he saw the Orenian Emperor get dragged back to the Ferrymen keep in chains "Another folly for Philip III, it like a cycle.

An artists depiction of an celebration taking place by the tripartite alliance. A GREAT FEAST As the Tripartite army withdrew from the battlefield and returned to their war camp, many small feasts and celebrations of their victory rang out across the various territories of the alliance, mead was poured, meat was cooked and wine was drunk. But as Bakir sat in the great dwarven halls of Kal’Darakaan he would find these celebrations not worthy of the warriors who fell during the battle, not honoring those who were victims to the crimes of Philip III, and not great enough to be remembered in history. So Bakir brought forth a dwarven scribe and issued summons to each signatory in the Tripartite alliance for a Great Feast in the halls of Kal'Darakaan, where food would overflow and your cup would not go empty. So word spread around the entirety of Almaris, and individual letters would be sent to each of the signatories of the Tripartite Alliance. The Kingdom of Haense and to Sigismund III The Ferrymen Band The Vale of Nevaehlen and to Mirven Caerme’onn The Kingdom of Savoy and to Ser Lucien To the Kingdom of Krugmar and to Rex Ar-Borok’Akaal To the Kingdom of Norland

THE FOLLY OF PHILIP III The sun rose above the Urguan mountains, where radiantly warm rays of sun shone upon the ranks of the tripartite army. A mass of Tripartite warriors nearing the twenty thousand mark assembled by the front gates of the newly built Grudgefort, preparing for the battle against the Orenian invaders to come. Noon struck, and a domineering horn sounded as the commanders of the Tripartite alliance stepped in front of their forces to lead them to an assured triumph. Led by Durorn Ireheart, Bakir Ireheart and Grigori Vyronov, the army of the alliance marched forth, clattering swords to shields and resonant boots to the gravel of the warzone, off to meet the Orenian force. The sun of the eve reflected off the armor of the Imperial State Army, their ranks vastly outnumbered by the tripartite forces. Yet, as the general saw the opposing army advance, he sounded that his Orenian fodder marched in adversary, both armies clashing between the nearby boats of the fleet and mountain range of the East. As they advanced each other, Durorn ordered several volleys of arrows to be let loose onto Philip III’s army before breathing into the war horn once more, sallying a charge towards Orens forces. A deafening sound of war cries was heard from the charging army of the tripartite, slamming into the unexpecting ranks of the ISA. For a while the fighting was even as each army clashed, filling the air with the sounds of axes hitting shields and swords crashing against armor. After a while the ISA grew weary and began to grow fatigued, the men of Blackvale attempted to reinforce the frontlines of the ISA, but there was no chance of turning the battle back around. The ranks of the dwarves, humans and orcs quickly cut through Blackvales reinforcements whilst the Ferrymen slew those cowardly enough to flee. Orenian bodies littered the ground along eastfleet all the way to Southbridge, their blood soaking into the sea, making the water look like pure Haenseti wine. As the remaining alliance army returned to their camp inside the great grudgefort and prepared for a great feast, all the world knew the folly of Philip III and they will know that– We are coming for you.

Pretty sure this picture represents the entire British community

Ryno (even after his color change)

A STAND OF IRON “I am not afraid of an army of lions led by sheep." It is recent history that your predecessor, Philip II made a mistake. He assumed the dwarves of Urguan would be slighted so easily, that the true sons of Horen, the people of Haense would not stand to defend their country, and their faith. Philip III you bear the same name and you bear the same bloodline, it is only fitting you make the same mistake. Under Ulfric you fought a strong Urguan, under me, you fight a united Urguan. As your most competent warriors leave your side, my kin return from the mountains tenfold. Once more Durorn Ireheart has returned, hearing the call of an Ireheart king, those who are descendants of Yavok have returned as well to enact vengeance upon your bloodline and defense upon our lands. The last time our clan and our nation rallied to such a cause, our greatest warriors by the name of Utak, Gror, Durorn, and Bakir led the war against your failed predecessor and secured his grave within three stone days, those same warriors return treating your bloodline just the same. While you have been squabbling in your throne rooms, debating trivial laws and legislature to implement, the sons of Urguan have been hard at work, smithing, crafting and building a fort of being impenetrable. For your mistake you shall pay, Orenian blood shall fill your streets and those of your bloodline shall be hunted down until you meet god himself. Urguans people will fight and we will win for justice will not be denied. NARVOK OZ URGUAN

6th of the Suns Smile A KING OF IRE The Halls of Kal’Darakaan bustled as Dwarves readily prepared for the big event, the coronation of Bakir Ireheart. The sound of merchants selling their trinkets, smiths hammering away in their forges and bartenders refilling their drinks. A horn would sound from the Obsidian Throne, calling all to the throne room for the ceremony. Many dwarves from each clan made their way into the room, followed by allies from Haense, Norland, and the Vale, alongside representatives from Elysium and the Elven Alliance. All of Almaris was here to watch a new Grand King be crowned. The room was packed full, many bustled around to find spare seats, but as the final guests sat down the High Prophet stepped forward, slamming against the podium calling everyone to be silent, beginning the coronation. The High Prophet addressed those who were present, described the role of Grand King and the throne that he sits on. He described the seat and the role of Grand King to be a burden, to be sharp and uncomfortable, like ragged rocks of a mountain. He then faced Bakir, asking the Grand King-elect if he swears by the Brathmordakin, by Urguan and by all his life that he will be an honorable, compassionate, courageous, wise, cunning and ferocious Grand King, the Ireheart agrees, swearing by his life, and by his blood to not only be these things, but to be better. Then with a careful touch, Norli grasped the Crown of Urguan and told Bakir to kneel, and as he did the crown of the father of the Dwarves was placed upon his head announcing the new Grand King of Urguan. The room erupted. Cheers of joy and roars of ARU and hails filled the room, Dwarves, Humans and Elves alike joined in the chant as they congratulated Bakir on being the 34th Grand King of Urguan. Later that night, when the feast commenced and cups filled with mead overflowed, Bakir stood up once more before his people to address them. “What a privilege to be chosen as your Grand King. For years I have served in our halls, within our great Dwarven legion and under several Grand Kings, and so I am honored to be one of those Grand Kings, and have the ability to make change within our lands. If we look back in the times of old, back when Thorin Grandaxe conquered the world and forged the Obsidian Throne, or when Kjell Ireheart defeated the great dragons of the realm, or even during the times of Fimlin Grandaxe, Gror Ireheart, Utak Ireheart and Rhewen Frostbeard, when the dwarves were revered, respected and even feared. Our might was known across the realm, our craft was respected, our fighting capabilities were sought upon and our Grand Kings were legendary. In recent times we have lost these things and have not looked back on the successes and even failures of past Grand Kings, we have lost our way. As Grand King, I have promised over and over again that I wish to be a servant of the people, a servant to all those who live in our halls, and so for the last time I shall assure you once more. I will support and work with those who supported me and also who didn’t, I will ensure our name, our respect and our Grand Kingdom is restored back to glory. Finally, I will ensure not only our vaults and our halls but our pockets as well, are filled with gold and silver. I am a son of Urguan and Yavok, and you are sons and daughters of Urguan. Let us grasp glory and write our names in history, so all may remember our triumphs.” NARVOK OZ URGUAN

Bakir Ireheart signs the document, officiating his first pact as Grand King. "Let us hope the cooperation with Haelunor is long lasting, for the strength of the dwed will not be trifled with."

Bakir Ireheart smiled at his fellow kin that joined him in drinking at the Urguan tavern. "It is a great honor to be chosen to lead you and to be entrusted with the responsibility to lead our people into a new age. I will not falter and as long as I have breath in my body I will be a servant of Urguan and those who live in our halls."

THE MOUNTAIN ALLIANCE Since the founding of Kal’Urguan the mountain dwed have been the foundation of the dwarves, from their many feats to their esteemed Paragons, the sons of Urguan have relied on the skill and determination of the mountain dwed. Back in the days of old, in the city of Kal'Karaad, Bastion Ireheart, Fili Grandaxe and Verthaik Frostbeard signed a bloodpact, bringing the mountain clans into an alliance, forging an unbreakable bond between Urguans kin. Decades later, the pact was renewed between Kerwyr Frostbeard, Fimlin Grandaxe and Gror Ireheart, once again bringing the clans close, and in return, making the Grand Kingdom much stronger than it was before. So history shall repeat itself once again, the mountain clans of Ireheart, Grandaxe, Frostbeard and Stormheart shall sign a bloodpact in accordance with the following terms. 1. Signatories agree to support each other militarily if aggressed upon 2. Clans of the alliance formally agree to never employ hostility to each other, in the case of an act that cannot be ignored, the signatories shall meet to discuss a means of action. 3. Signatories shall not pledge allegiance to any sort of conflict without discussion. 4. Clans of the Mountain Alliance agree to support each other politically. 5. The Signatories of the alliance agree to meet every stone month. Signed, Lord of the Ireheart, Jarl of Dol’Gorix, and Bane of the Orcs Clan Father of the Stormhearts, Grand Marshal of Dungrimm's Legion, and Grand Champion of Urguan Clan Father of the Frostbeards, Son of Hamnil Frostbeard, and Lord of Tal’Rhewenholm Clan Father of Grandaxes, Brewmaster, and Lord of Kal’Bogrin

Ok!

Bakir Ireheart would promise to himself he’d find the Orenians who shaved Gildrocs beard and deliver justice to not only Gildroc, but the goldhands.

Bakir Ireheart smiled as he placed the belts on the wall, happy he upheld his promise in taking Durens belt.