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-=x=- The New Cottonwood Chief -=x=- Hello everyone. I'm here to announce I will be taking my place as the new Cottonwood Chief. Though this is not the kind of challenge I can say I'm used to, I will do my best to serve the Cottonwoods and all of Hefrumm to the best of my abilities. Adapting to this will be a new but welcomed challenge for me to overcome. For those who do not know me, I am Orsola Cottonwood, niece of the great Paragon Bjor Cottonwood, founder of our beloved Hefrumm. Daughter of Baldin Frostbeard and Fraye Cottonwood, a union of both mountain and forest dwarves. Most of my years were spent in the woods, living with only the company of nature itself. I spent many years hunting, crafting, and doing what I could to survive. Although those days are now gone, I still often spend time alone surrounded by the trees. As someone who has spent most of her life in the woods, I hope to lead the Cottonwoods back to our roots in nature the best I can. Not only that, but I hope to make the Cottonwood community thrive once again. In the future, some events will be hosted to bring Cottonwood culture back to Hefrumm. Though they will be Cottonwood events, I hope dwed of all clans and cultures will be able to enjoy and share such activities with our fellow dwarves. Be you a cave dwarf, mountain dwarf, or forest dwarf, everyone shall be welcomed with open arms, as all of us are creations of the great Yemekar. Before finishing this message, I would quickly like to thank all who have supported me. I would not be here without you, and I will prove to you I was worthy of your trust. Cottonwood Chief, Orsola Cottonwood OOC: Anyone who has questions or suggestions is more then welcome to reach out to me on discord (warmishice)! I also plan on reviving the Cottonwood discord so there will be a better place to do so in the future :)
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ᚷᛁᛗᛗᛖ ᚤᛖᚱ ᛒᛖᛚᛏ 2.4.2022 The horns begin sounding in the Halls of the Irehearts as the calling of an ancient tradition passed on by the Paragons begins. A registry has been placed upon the clan board to be filled by every participant for the weeks leading up to the event. It will take place in the Ireheart Clan Hall located inside the capitol of Urguan. (Click the scroll and Sign Up) [Sponsored by the (Dwed Wrestling Entertainment)]
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𝓓𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 '𝓷 𝓣𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 Tira othok'koss anarmar, yno'ka'az rullok, yoth korth ath yno'yemka yoth tira'geron Use your hands, he said, for they are meant for working -=- The dwed of Urguan have long been known for their craftsmanship, though even between ourselves we may not know all. Just as Yemekar once did, our mortal bones were forged and fingers sewn to follow in our creator’s footsteps. It is in our blood to craft and create, though perhaps just as much as to drown in hearty drink. With such said, I invite all those who follow to join us in Hefruum for drinking and tinkering, an event to fill the tavern with laughter and enjoyment. Bring your friends and your kin to enjoy a lesson in craftsmanship. A secret Hefruum specialty brew will be served, and a lesson will be given in a craft, be it Hefruum’s wooden works, or Urguan’s skill in metal, come and join us for a grand time. The gathering will be held in the Sugary *** Tavern within Dol’Anym (Hefruum). This year’s lesson will be taught by Celeste’Tol Blackroot on the art of woodcarving, specifically detailing for your craftsmanship. Supplies will be provided at the event, so just make sure to bring your working hands! Dinner will be served for those in attendance after the lesson, at the Wooden Mountain Inn below the tavern. All food will be provided, though extra drinks are available for purchase. Stays at the inn will be discounted for the event, only two minas per person per night. OOC: The event will be held in Hefruum’s tavern on Sunday, September 26th. It will start at 2:00PM EST. Bring your friends!
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Ajax Frostbeard, whilst working with his son, Bojakk, created a rather strange sonnet, unsure of what to make of this, it was posted upon its completion on the tavern door, much like the rest of his works. Find Yourself Listen, If you had, one life Or one opportunity To make a name for yourself With one sonnet Would you write it? Or just let it slip Lo! His hands are sweaty, arms weak, armor heavy There's the mark of urguan on his breast,he's a levy He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to chop heads, but he can't stop frettin' What his task is, beyond his line the fray is loud He sullies out, but he is plagued with doubt He's shakin', how? He's straight up quakin' now He turns and sprints out, it's a route, over, blaow! Snap back to reality, ****! here comes the cavalry Ope, spears up habit, he's woke He's now mad, and he won't give up that easy! no! He won't have it! He knows his whole clan's hopes It all that matters, he copes. He knows that,back to back and with a stroke, they'll go stagnant, and when he goes back to his mountain home, that's when it's back to the camp again yo, the whole cacophony Better go relive this moment and hope it don't happen again You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime His courage escape, from the wounds that are gaping But this world is for the taking Become king, as we move toward a world, no Oren A simple life is boring but paragon stardom always post mortem It only grows harder, battle's hotter He glows, it's all over, the girls are all on him Coast to Coast shows, he's known as the legion trotter Now a lonely road, Urguan knows he's been farther from home, he's no father Back at home he barely would know his own daughter But clean your wounds here comes the cold water The girls don't want him no more, he's old fodder They've moved onto the next dwed who fell foes, he's now nada So the story is now told and unfolds, I suppose it's so partna, but the war goes on Da-da-dum, da-dum,da-da You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime No war games, I'ma change what's called Dwarven rage Tear all the human heads off, bustin' out what's caged I was afraid in the beginning', my mood has changed I've been knocked out, and cut up, and thrown by waves But i kept trainin' and stepping right in fighting style Best believe I've been still fighting this whole while All the pain inside amplified by the, Fact that I can't go back to my nine to Five in the mine and I can't provide the life for my family cause man these karzul don't afford vitals and it's no storybook, there's no damn rivals This is my life and these times are so hard and it's getting even harder trying to feed and raise my seed plus Fight and slaughter, caught up between being a father and legion fodder Man mama drama shouting on her too much For me to want to stay in this one spot, another day of this monotony has gotten me to the point i'm like a snail I've got To formulate a plot, or end up a martyr or shot Success is my only Brathmordakin blessed option, failures not Wife I love you but this hovel's got to go, I cannot raise my kids in this squalled lot So here I go it's my shot Halberd fail me not, this is all I've known I've got! You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You better find yourself, in the combat, the moment You'll own it, but you never forget it no, You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to glow Glory only comes once in a lifetime You can be paragon if you set your mind to it son...
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Dungrimm's Folk “The day that we forsake unity for petty rivalries and greed is the day we fall. I end this book with only words that I wish for all dwarves to one day heed. Stand as one and we are capable of achieving any length of greatness. Stand alone however and we will die alone.” Paragon Valen Grandaxe, Shortly before ascent to the halls of Khaz'A'Dentrumm Dungrimm’s folk are a weathered company of Urguanite elites, conceived to rid Urguan of the foul beasts that lurk in the snowy mountains of Kal’Nikaer. The Folk have had several unsuccessful incarnations in modern history, but find true cause in the current events surrounding the Grand Kingdom. Once wearing Dungrimm’s tabard, all Folk are Kin, loyal to the cause. Whilst encouraged to appreciate their heritage and their own clans, a conscript pledges themselves solely as servants to the Brathmordakin and the Folk whilst in active service. Dungrimm’s folk strive to entertain an era of purity and prosperity in Urguan, ridding corruption from all corners of Axios. Whilst its loyalties lie with the Brathmordakin, the Folk rally to just causes of the Grand Kingdom. It is their desire to preserve Yemekar’s balance and ensure the Grand Kingdom endures through all adversities. ‘To my dearest Kerwyr, Look not to feud those within our own halls; our politics, our in fighting, it is all pointless now. A darkness rises in the east, one that we cannot crush whilst in disagreement - one that threatens the balance of all that is decent in our world. We unite under two common enemies. Heed my words now, for what I write will no doubt alter the course of your lives; it is with a heavy heart that I ask this of you. The land lays riddled with beasts of the void, it is plagued with the spawn of a daemon, it is your duty to ensure Urguan is free of these behemoths and undeads. You must form a band. Select well, for those you choose now will stand beside you in the bleakest of times. Pick only the bravest, strongest Urguanites the Grand Kingdom has to offer. Train them in the mountains, teach them of the Brathmordakin, educate them of the Folk. It has failed before, but not this time. The strength of Dungrimm will enable us, a small but faithful band, to overcome the multitude of the faithless. Dungrim bless you brother, Velwyn Ireheart.’ -A letter scribed by Velwyn Ireheart to Kerwyr Frostbeard Faith Dungrimm tests us, he tries our faith. He shows us the path when it doesn’t seem clear. We must serve him now if we wish for him to guide us to his fortress in the seven skies. If we live with conviction and faith, we will be rewarded. The Brathmordakin spoil us, they have created us to live as their servants, to act as their ambassadors to the mortal realm. It is our duty, as protectorates of Urguan, to repay those who rule so fairly over us. To pay homage is no burden, it is an honor as sentient and intelligent beings; allowing yourselves to be encompassed by the great aura of the pantheon is a true celebration. ‘Lay thine axe upon the gilded sigil, adorned upon the tallest peak of the steepest mountain, and you will be blessed by him. He will see your strength, he will feel your courage, and you will feel his will. When you return, reborn from your pilgrimage, then will you be true of heart and pure of mind. Folk of Dungrimm.’ -Blessed prayer, sermon of an unblooded Folk. Notable Slayings Dungrimm’s Bane - Whilst the undead launch a second attack on Kal’Agnar, incumbent Marshal and Grand King Vorstag Ireheart duels a large Khorvad spawn to reclaim the fabled ‘Armor of Urguan’ and repel the undead legion from Urguanite land. Whilst successful, the creature slays Vorstag in a bloody conflict that leads both combatants dead. Frost Trolls - An expedition to the northern mountains of Athera leads several of Dungrimm’s Folk into a chilling battle between troll and dwed. Whilst limited in numbers, the Folk made use of structurally vulnerable cave systems to crush their opponents, retaining all dwed life. Demigryph - A Frostbeard patrol headed by Marshal Kerwyr Frostbeard is ambushed by a corrupted bandit atop a demigryph. In the steep conditions of Kal’Nikaer, Kerwyr is almost slain but executes the bandit and their corrupted mount. The events following this particular incursion, encounters with pale knights and mounted ghouls led to the third reformation of Dungrimm’s Folk. Medals & Honors Medal of Dungrimm Awarded for showing gallantry in battle Medal of Urguan Awarded for showing brotherhood in all fields Medal of Victory Awarded for leading consecutive victories. Recognition of Loyalty Awarded for staying with the Folk for a stone month Recognition of Faith Awarded for showing dedication to your patron God Recognition of Bravery Awarded for finishing ten demonic beasts Ranks Officer Marshal Leader and head of the Folk. Vindicator A legendary hunter and elder on the council. Regular Sergeant Veteran soldier, trains the low ranks. Footman The shield of the Order, common ranking. Conscript A conscript member who hasn’t completed their trials. Application
