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THE SONS OF YAVOK The Irehearts are sons of Yavok and sons of Urguan. We are folk of Honor, of Loyalty, and of Devotion. These are our tenets and those who claim our kin to be otherwise is no wiser than a dog losing a scent. The Orenians of Philip II’s Kingdom Claimed we are murderers, we are dishonorable and that WE are the cause of the pact broken between our two Kingdoms. The fallacies of an Orenian do not fail to surprise. Often the Orenians jump to their own conclusions to make it seem like they are the victims, and hide behind the church and to act like a child hiding behind their helpless mother. If you wish to attack the sons of Kjell and Urguan itself. You will find no wall to hide behind, no church to offer refuge, and no nation to find grace. Reality is often disappointing, especially to an Orenian. The truth is simple, my kin were attacked by sons of Krug on your bridge, after killing them in defense of my brothers, your ISA drew your swords and claim we are murderers. A stone day later you bring swords up to my kin in your land, not provoking any harm to your people. You instead lay out an ultimatum as you surround my kin. “If you wish to leave with your heads on your shoulders. You will pay us 200 mina each.” After which my kin refused, you attacked them and even with the support of horses, you failed to catch the sons of Yavok. You were given simple terms, Philip II, and you had the audacity to try and defend your actions in front of me and in front of my kin. You will regret these actions. There are no words you can speak that will deter our axe, no lies you can spew to sway our allies and no sword that will match our blades. King Philip II, we are coming for You. Jarl of Dol’Gorix, Lord of Clan Ireheart and Bane of the Orcs and Commander of the Urguan Legion Elder of Clan Ireheart, Descendant of Line Olaf Ex Grand King, Son of Gror Ireheart, Uniter of Dwarves and Grand Peacekeeper of the Ireheart Clan Elder of Clan Ireheart, Defender of Kal’Ordholm, and Commander of the Urguan Legion Line of Roggar, Father of Utak Peoples King of Urguan, Clan Elder, Grand Champion of Urguan, Son of High King Dreek II
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song A Song for a Friend too soon Departed
Jason of the North posted a topic in Dwarven Realms & Culture
A courrier is once again dispatched, posting a song to the remembrancers, the tavern door, and the clanhall of the irehearts. Bojakk and Ajax are still at work whilst in their quarantine, churning out songs and doing commissions. This latest song is about a dear friend of Ajax's back when he lived in the old nation of Kaz'Ulrah Dreek Ireheart Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey there lived a certain dwed, back in dwarves great past He was big and strong, his beard was beautifully cast Most people looked at him with terror and with fear But to Ireheart chicks, he was such a manly dear He could speak politics like an elgi Full of prim and proper prose But he was also the kind of dwedmar No sane man would oppose Dreek Dreek ireheart So much promise from the start There was a dwed who really was bright Dreek Dreek Ireheart his wit was sharp as a dart It was a shame how he fell that night He lived in ulrah lands, and never did complain But to uruk fools, he would always be their bane In all affairs of work, he was the dwed to prize But to beardlings more, he was a hero in their eyes For Ulrah he was like a mighty cedar Inspite of their great needs They beleived he was a great leader Who could help them with his deeds Dreek Dreek ireheart So much promise from the start There was a dwed who really was bright Dreek Dreek Ireheart his Wit was sharp as a dart It was a shame how he fell that night But when the fighting, and scrapping, And with the ulrah rebellion became more and more successful The need to do something to destroy such a powerful dwed became louder and louder Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey "This dwed's got to go" declared his enemies "With Dreek long gone, Ulrah will fall to its knees" No doubt this ireheart had diplomatic charms Even if he were a brute, he had such burly arms Then one night upon his coronation Set a trap, they are to blame from the roof of the feasthall descending the bald assailants came Dreek Dreek ireheart So much promise from the start Stabbed in the back and left to bleed Dreek Dreek Ireheart his wit was sharp as a dart The dwed rushed forth for their king in need Dreek Dreek Ireheart So much promise from the start The mercenaries outnumbered the dwed Dreek Dreek Ireheart Wit was sharp as a dart And so he bled out until he was dead oh those Dwarves. -
Ajax Frostbeard, not even a few hours after nailing a song upon the tavern door, nails another one right below it. Content in his dedication to honoring the clans as much as he can. Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army Century 17 Khazadmar Intervene in '91 there were done debating There in the hillocks on a small part of land It's a battle that defines history 4 times attacked and 4 times repelled the 5th time they finally break uruk's line! Brave as they come, Ireheart on the drum And the orcs run in fear of their name! Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army Irehearts charge ahead, their attack bringing dread Put to test in the marshy barrows Clearing the swamp lands and advance to the trees It's the end of the war that's in sight Through uruks they chew, it's a final breakthrough They're the key to controlling the battlefield Brave as they come, Ireheart on the drum And the orcs run in fear of their name Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army In times they are needed, take heed they'll be near When a brother has fallen, this dwedmar arise To inspire the lost into glorious feats that would give them their fame that lives onto this day. When.. In times they are needed, take heed they'll be near When a brother has fallen, this Dwedmar arise To inspire the lost into glorious feats that would give them their fame that lives onto this day. Come on yeh bloody bastards! Canne Keep Yemekar waiten forever! Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an And for always Brave Irehearts do roar And are always Are the Ur-gu-an Army!
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[Accidentally double posted... Going to see about getting someon to delete this..
