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  • Birthday 05/08/2001

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    Dwarf things. Germanic/Norse mythology, Dark-Ages history.

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    Jorvin Starbreaker / Der Hexenjäger / Tuthal Kaeronin
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    Cave Dwarf / Human / Pirate

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  1. This is evil

  2. Jorvin Starbreaker observes from afar, he held high and proud as the king descends from his throne. Several thoughts cross his mind in the instant, chiefly recalling Fimlin’s coronation shortly after his immigration to Agnarum. Another thought comes to him as he looks across the gathered clansmen to his right, but it is quickly dispelled after his gaze lands on his father, stood beside him. ”Maybe next election t’en... Kazrin! Yeh’ve got t’e gems? We’ve got ah project ta’ work oan ‘fer t’e next king is chosen.”
  3. Can’t wait for another two weeks of AFKing in the city


    Activity quotas for the only racial nation of one of the main descendant races seems kinda bullsh*t in my eyes, but alright.

  4. Jorvin and the boys get declared an Enemy of the Brathmordakin

  5. [!] Jorvin did, in fact enjoy it. He will, however, refrain from saying so.
  6. [!] The following is nailed upon the notice board of Kal’Varoth, and is submitted to the Council Chambers, and Throne Room of Urguan. It is with a heavy heart that I, Jorvin Starbreaker, Clan-Lord of the Elder Clan of Starbreaker, Commander within the Legion of Urguan, Rikkin on the council of the Elective Constitutional Monarchy of Agnarum and Underrealms of Urguan, and Battle-Brother of the Legion of Mercy declare the following. Through the actions of High Preceptor Fili Grandaxe in forcing me to partake in a grudge that is, in all likelihood illegal, my hand has been forced. After refusing to first see the grudge overseen in court, I indeed dueled the Grandaxe to a standstill who, rather than call an end to the grudge and admit his fault, has demanded my attendance to another duel a day from now, and presumably, will continue to do so until one of us has left the field dead. The Grudge declared against me has not only been almost universally condemned, including by participants of the previous grudge who accepted the outcome, but also by the courts. Rather than wait for his grudge to be ruled upon, Fili instead forced upon me a time limit. Furthermore, he who was slain in battle during the previous duel had been disowned beforehand by reigning Clan Father of the Elder Clan of Grandaxe, Borin, a fact Fili seemingly either did not care about, nor recognize. The Settlement of the grudge demands I not only step down from the clan I have led to such prominence, but more importantly I take upon myself the name of ‘Silverfinger’, a name issued not to those Starbreakers who were merely dishonorable, but to those who collaborated in the past with the Elder Clan of Ironborn, something I have not done. Furthermore, it is not within the authority of the High Preceptor to demand this of me, as only the ruling Clan Father of the Starbreakers, or the majority of Clan Elders may declare one ‘Silverfinger’. The Falsehood on which the grudge was declared also forces me to bring to light several facts. It had been claimed my actions were murder, this is a falsehood and the majority of Clan Grandaxe can attest to such, including the Clan Father Borin Grandaxe, and Lord Thane Gimli ‘Metalfist’ Grandaxe, among others. Previously before, Thondil had announced in the open his intention was to slay me in the duel. Furthermore, Thondil participated in the duel willingly, knowing full well the terms, and was provisioned with full armor and weapons, despite being disowned by Clan Grandaxe prior to the duel. The Fact of the matter is, that because High Preceptor Fili Grandaxe cannot enforce my exile, nor my taking of the name Silverfinger, there is nothing to prevent my fellow Clansmen from immediately shedding me of the foul name, and reinstating me as Clan Father once all is said and done, as I possess their full support in these matters, therefore making the grudge pointless in almost every matter save the Oath, at which point I will point out to High Preceptor Fili Grandaxe that, despite the boy being of age, and therefore eligible for participation in the duel, that I too am by that logic, a beardling, as I too am under the age of a hundred. The Request I make to the King, Council, High Court, and Clergy of Urguan is simple. Disregard the grudge lodged by Fili Grandaxe, or I will be forced to, with the full backing of my clan, leave Urguan. While I do not encourage anyone to follow me, I will not dissuade them should they chose so. My clan is in possession of upwards of 17k Minas, which I originally intended to use in purchasing land outside the city for my clan to make use of, I will use this money, along with all provisions at my disposal to fund my departure. I possess no intention of declaring ‘Independence’ for the blood-oath I swore in loyalty to Agnarum and, by extension Urguan still remains, however it has become clear that should no action be taken, my clan will no longer be able to reside within her borders, as i reiterate once more, they will not accept my abdication anymore than I do. To King Fimlin Grandaxe, I request you read my words carefully and take action. I also request you recognize this for what it is, for this is neither me testing my authority, nor am I questioning yours. My loyalty is to Urguan, this remains until I openly declare otherwise. To Clan Irongrinder, my stalwart friends, your requests to represent me in the duel flatter and honor me, and as the preservers of Urguan’s legacy, I trust you too recognize this ultimatum for what it is. Zahrer, for many years my kin have blamed you for the loss of Runesmithing, I do not, and my respect for you was genuine, and never in vain attempt to learn the art, despite my desire to do so. Atandt, my friend, you insisted you represent me in battle, and for that you will always be welcome in my halls. To Clan Frostbeard, your open support for me in these matters does you great honor. Despite your actions in the past, your folk have always remained proper Dwarves in my eyes, perhaps too aggressive for my liking, but I would be a hypocrite for criticizing you. You will find your way within Urguan, I believe this so, and it will be a glorious day when it is done, for none may stand up against the might of Frost and Stone. To Clan Grandaxe, let it be known my quarrel was never with you all as a whole, for I still possess immense respect for you, even Fili and Borin, despite me strongly disagreeing with their styles of leadership. Gimli, my dear friend, it was you and your son Dain who, when I was half-mad, and distrustful of my own clan thanks to Torkan, I relied on the most. I do not think you realize just how much I look up to you both, and I would gladly fight beside you both at any time again. To the Clergy of Urguan, deem me heretical if you wish, I am a kinslayer, that I concede, it is something which, given the happenings of the last century, many of you share with me. I have not, and never will be, ‘Silverfinger’, for my allegiance is to Yemekar and the Brathmordakin alone, the blood of Velkan that runs through my veins does not change this, as I am a Starbreaker, and always will be. In conclusion, my dear friends, I care for you, and I care for Urguan, and I pray reason is seen in the end. If it is not, and this grudge is to remain, than these may be the last words I speak to you in a long time. But I, and Clan Starbreaker will endure, as we always have. Narvak oz Urguan, Narvak oz da Kornazkarumm
  7. ”Ifin t’e court deem t’is grudge valid, I will fight Master Grandaxe. Dunnae misunderstand meh, I hold nae but t’e utmost respect fer Fili. But I will wait fer t’e court’s rulin’ before I take aneh action, one way over t’e other. But I will never take the name Silverfinger fer as long as I live.” Jorvin states nearby.
  8. “Exactleh! Do ah’ look like ah' child killer ta' yeh?" Replied the (almost) child killer. ((Exactly
  9. “Actualleh...” Jorvin begins to say, returning to the city after having to wash the gore from his armor in the river. ”Ah’ll ‘ave yeh know t’e boy became forteh over night, same age oi was wehn ah’ got drafted inta’ t’e Vanguard ov Ulrah!”
  10. MUSIC The battle was both swift, and vicious. Jorvin’s grudge had been declared, and within a matter of days it was decided how it would be settled. An honor duel was declared, and the victor would surely be chosen by the gods. However, it was not Borin Grandaxe who took the field, but instead his son, Thondil, whose insults were what finally spurred the Starbreaker grudge to be declared. Thondil steeled himself as the Starbreaker entered, hammer in hand. The young Grandaxe held aloft his trident over his shield, and once the duel had commenced, promptly charged. And yet, Jorvin had survived battles of higher magnitude many times before. He would grasp the Grandaxe’s spear once his blow connected, and raised his hammer... The crowbeak of Jorvin’s hammer would lodge itself five inches deep into the boy’s neck, and the throat would be torn asunder as he wretched it free. Be it in rage or pettiness, as Thondil fell to the ground, life slipping, Jorvin swung his hammer overhead, and caved in the faceplate of the Grandaxe’s helm, no doubt pulverizing what was underneath into an unrecognizable mess of gore. All the while, the boy’s father watched. [!] A letter is nailed upon the notice board of Kal’Varoth, and beside the gate to Clan Grandaxe’s hall, it bears the sigil of Clan Starbreaker upon it. ”I, Jorvin Starbreaker, Clan Lord of the Elder Clan Starbreaker, do hereby declare my grudge with Clan Grandaxe resolved, for the Gods have proven me in the right. Rather than take the field, Borin sent his son in his stead, who possessed little to no martial skill, and soon died. Let it be known that we, Clan Starbreaker, were not, and never have been the aggressors, yet I ask this not be mistaken for weakness any longer, for I have proven otherwise this day.” Narvak oz da Kornazkarumm.
  11. Multiple people have wanted to, but it’s a wee bit frowned upon. My recommendation is to either ask one of the old doomforged to take you in as their child or whatever. OR join one of the minor clans that are/accept Dark Dwarves, there’s a few attempts running around
  12. Jorvin Starbreaker slowly rises from behind the counter of his stall, looking off to the town square, brow raised. ”T’at didn’t take long, did et?” He then promptly returns to restocking the stall with it’s assorted weapons, while shaking his head and mumbling to himself ”Ov ah’ll people t’at cun’ ‘ad ta’ guh ah’n piss off...”
  13. Accepted, set to Cast’Ardol. Report to Lord Commander for armor
  14. Accepted, set to Cast’Ardol. Report to the Lord Commander for uniform
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