Elite Snipes

Bro this looks sick af, you should teach me :*) just kidding wait unless? +1 for Bokaldem

Bakir Ireheart smiles as he reads over the missive, smiling as Urguan and its loyal ally Haense brings Haelunor to its knees. "Seems like the High long legs have choosen the cowardly path. Nevertheless lets hope they don't make such a mistake again."

Bakir Ireheart smiles as he hears his father is leading the legion again "Maybe I should come back and teach the old man how to fight." he tilted his head back to take a drink of his beer with Levian'Tol "You want to come to old friend?" @Willstertheking2

Bakir Ireheart wonders what action Urguan did to kick the ferrymen out of Urguan… but nevertheless he’d share drinks with Leviantol as they laugh over a drink of beer.

Please don't stop your trailers, I love them

Bakir Ireheart smiles the suns smile as he goes to return from his long journey, hearing of the opening of the Grand Arena.

Bakir Ireheart smiles as not only was Utak and Gror was to be made Hero but also a distant relative a doomforge. "Not only did Utak achieve greatness within his reign as King putting down the creatures of Krugmar and Lyria but also reunited the Grand Kingdom as a whole. And with the reign of Gror Ireheart he ensured the safety and prosperity of Urguan by putting down multiple Frostbeard rebellions and defeating the Orenian Empire. Long have my kin deserved such an honor, it brings a smile upon my face to see they are finally being recognized for the duties and deeds they achieved during their reign. Narvok oz Kjellos" Bakir then went back into his clan hall to rest once more to soon return to his duties.

Bakir Ireheart chuckled throwing the missive in the fire "I believed you for a second but then... the Azdrazi town behind your city is still standing. Lyin to a dwarf is fatal!" with that he went to discuss matters with the Grand King.

Bakir Ireheart smiles as he sees his Mareno friends flourish, nevertheless he signs up for the Raffle.. he would retrieve a raffle ticket from the Mareno stall and prepare for the Auction! IGN: Ireheart_ RP Name: Bakir Ireheart

I’d play one seems sick. Keep me updated Werewolf. (Bokaldem)

Mmmm, Metal.

IGN: Ireheart_ RP Name: Bakir Ireheart Age: 250 Activity Requirement: Grand Marshall, Legion, Clan Lord Candidate: Ulfric Frostbeard

Bakir Ireheart smiles as he hears the return of another son of Yavok. He would sit down at his desk within the legion hall before writing a message to Belgor, sending it off with a bird to find him wherever he may be "Draakopf "The Fool" Doomforge has already attempted to insight rebellion with our vassals, but have failed. I made a pact with him to strengthen both of our clans, and with his declaration he has desecrated his name and accepted the dishonor of betraying his old blood. My legions search for him as he is destined to be killed by Me. If you wish to return Belgor Ireheart and help with our efforts, you shall be welcomed." -Bakir Ireheart, Lord of the Irehearts and Grand Marshall of Urguan.

Bakir Ireheart smiled as he saw the declaration knowing his friends in Haense were wise and honorable people "Sometime I shall visit Haense, I wish to meet King Henrik II and even share a drink with him!"

Bakir Ireheat looked over the missive with a frown, his frown then turning into a face of anger, sending a message out to those in Urguan and to especially Draakopf "Despite all my help, the battles we fought together and the blood we both share. You declare war on not only Urguan but the Kin of Yavok? You are a fool, I will not take pleasure in taking my axe up against you. But I personally will lead the armies of Urguan against you if you wish to carry out such a plan, a plan that is made out of childish and dishonor. I formally abolish The Blackstone Pact with your clan and anyone who follows Draakopf. I extend my hand to those of Doomforge descent and Urir blood to choose honor and do not follow my mad cousin. Bakir then picked up his axe before striding to the legion hall to consult with his generals.

It’s @Mickaelhzhes the true Lord of the craft.

An Ultimatum of Stone ᛞᚨ-ᚡᛖᛚᛖᚱᚨᚴ-ᛖᚱᛟᚾ-ᛒᛟᚴᚴ (9th of Sun's Smile) The Halls of Kal’Drakaan bustled with life like never before with the sudden news of the great King Levian’Tols abdecation of the Obsidian Throne. Pyres were lit throughout the city as the light danced about the crystal covered cavern. The square bustled with dwarves, elves, and humans alike from the multiple territories Urguan presided over. Talk of when the election would start and who would win filled all corners of Kal’Darakaan, but suddenly a young and determined dwarf pushed past the crowds that scattered the square heading straight for the palace. Entering the diplomatic office of Urguan’s palace striding past the two legionnaire guards who stood guard by the doors, the officials of Urguan stood in a circle around the table discussing the transition of power and how the election would be conducted. The young dwarf handed the paper to the Grand Marshal before saying “Excuse ma interruption, but et seems yer protectorate has dissolved t’eir protectorate treateh.” He’d nod to the leaders before exiting. Looking over the report the Grand Marshal would hand the report to each of the candidates for Kingship. The Grand Marshal looked around the room after hearing the news speaking to the candidates for Kingship and the other officials present. “Thay ave broken tha pact, wot is our response.” The two candidates for Kingship nodded their heads as Alaric Grimgold spoke first. “A swift response, we cannot allow t’is treason.” Ulfric Frostbeard quickly joined in the sentiment. “Aye, give t’em teh choice ta relent, or gat’eh teh t’rongs. Weh will go teh war in teh West again ef weh must.” The members in the room nodded quickly, as then the former Grand King, Levian’Tol Grandaxe entered the room with his Lunarite Ordaz resting on his shoulder. “Retoirement es overeh rated et would seem.” A Letter would then be sent to the Territories of Vortice and their Leaders. With the sudden and unwarranted dissolvement of the Vortice Protectorate Treaty, Vortice has betrayed Urguan and its trust. No letter was delivered, no envoy sent, not an ounce of effort to petition or discuss with their ally, and denial of the specific request to wait till a new Grand King was elected, the Unified Domain of Vortice has instead elected to dismiss Urguan with no communication, as if we are their enemies. Perhaps worst of all, they have slighted the honored Levian’Tol of Clan Grandaxe by going directly against his word at his resignation, defiling a moment of humility and respect to renounce their oath to Urguan. The Unified Domain of Vortice will be given one stone day to discuss the terms of the ultimatum within their congress. If they do not accept or reach a conclusion by the end of the next stone day, the Lords of Urguan will be forced to declare a Grand Grudge against this betrayal. THE TERMS 1 - Vortice will officially recognize once more being a protectorate of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. 2 - Vortice will provide a public apology to Levian’Tol Grandaxe for the breaking of his word and the dissolution of the pact. 3 - Vortice will provide Urguan a plot of land to build a small fort for the Legion, to protect Vortices citizens and interests. Former Grand King of Urguan, Kathaikaz Kazamar Ka’az Grand Marshall of Urguan, Jarl of Dol’Goroix, Lord of the Irehearts Lord Chancellor of Urguan, Elder of Clan Frostbeard, High Remembrancer of the Order of Remembrance, Son of Rhewen Lord Justiciar of Urguan, Lord of Clan Frostbeard, Thane of Rhewenholm, Great-Grandson of Rhewen Rik of Tagar Tazarak, Clan father of the Grimgolds

Bakir Ireheart would smirk going to retrieve his axe before walking into the Urguan legion hall preparing to summon the legions.

Bakir Ireheart smiled knowing although Levian didn't admit it, that he made a proper dwarf Empire. With such a thought he'd raise a drink to his good friend knowing they'd be sharing the same adventures soon enough.

Soccer or playing Swtor (Star Wars the old republic)

Bakir Ireheart sits on the Bone Throne in his clan hall, hundreds of orc heads sitting at the foot of the throne. Stroking his new semi grown beard he’d look down at the carnage that not only he released but his fellow kin as well “If I have to fight these orcs one more time, I’m going to exterminate every one last of them. I do hope they do not make the mistakes once again, or I’ll have no room to put their heads.”

Birds should still be a thing but not just emoting to get a bird then sending it. I think perhaps paying a fee to send a bird or aviaries would be a cool aspect.

Clay “Bokaldem” Mareno would smile the suns smile, raising his drink up high into the air toasting to Bboon before returning to his drinking contest.

Bakir Ireheart chuckled going to shake his head chuckling to himself as he compiled orcish heads at the foot of his bone throne “How fitting, the orcs of Krugmar die by their own kin, only the orcs of the edict have kept their honor. The orcs will continue to die as long as the Targoth and Rex continues to live.”

Bakir drops another Orcish head at the Bone Throne, adding another to his collection. Looking over the pact he'd smirk "So two nations I have a grudge with allies with each other. Two Grudges taken out with one stroke of my axe!"