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NotFishing

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((Alright, everyone is accepted.

Azigorath and Corbonyo, you both have permission to increase your populations by 10,000 or so if you wish. But before I start this off, I have a question for both of you. To conserve space, please answer it on the Story and Roleplay Discussion Thread.

Do your people speak any languages other than their own? I'm thinking about starting off with the Dwarves inviting rulers to Ironhelm to discuss the Sorusians, but for that they would need to actually be able to communicate with you. And I don't mean something that is publicly taught, but rather something that maybe a few people in your nations would know.

And Zang***, are you fine with your giants and the dwarves being trading buddies?

Again, to conserve space, please answer on the Story and Roleplay Discussion Thread. And try to take all questions/comments there in the future please.))
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

28-Aug-2015 17:28:09 - Last edited on 28-Aug-2015 22:10:47 by NotFishing

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((I literally just said to take all future questions and comments to the Story and Roleplay Chat Thread.

Anyways, you can use other races so long as the original creator of that race agrees.))

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Nine Months After the Dwarven Victory Against Sorus

The Stone Keep, King Horic Greatbeard's castle, made quite an imposing sight over the city of Ironhlem. Today was no ordinary day, however. Leaders (or their delegates) had been invited to Dormoor from nations all across Karrus to discuss a potential alliance against the Sorus Empire.

King Horic Greatbeard himself sat atop his stone throne, awaiting his guests - for this was the day the meeting was supposed to be held. He wore a large golden crown decorated with various jewels, as well as ceremonial armor that appeared to be silver with a golden trim. At his hip was a golden ceremonial battleaxe. His beard was indeed great - a dark brown colour that went down to his waist. Two of his elite personal guard stood by his throne, and six more were stationed throughout the room.

Many of his guests had already arrived at the city a few days prior, and if they were human sized or smaller they would have been granted rooms at the palace - but only for them, an interpreter (if needed), and one personal guard. Any other soldiers as well as any leader taller than a human was given alternate accommodation elsewhere in the city, as luxurious as possible.

Though each leader that arrived early was granted an audience, they were told little information other than what the messenger had told them several months prior, the king deciding it was a better idea to wait until all (or most) had arrived to get into any concrete or more specific terms.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

01-Sep-2015 04:20:55 - Last edited on 01-Sep-2015 06:37:04 by NotFishing

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But now the time for the meeting had finally arrived. Leaders soon came into the room, either escorted by a dwarven guard through a room off to the side or led directly through the palace's front entrance if they hadn't taken rooms in the palace. The main hall itself was large enough for the the largest Goerak Alpha or the average Half Giant to stand with their head a few inches from the ceiling.

They then went about filling the various chairs situated around the table in the center of the room. The chairs were all different sizes, made to accommodate both larger and smaller races.

The table itself had various foods and drinks placed upon it. And given the Dwarves of Dormoor's trustworthy and honourable reputation as well as the nature of this meeting, it was safe to assume it was safe to eat and drink.

The King patiently waited for all his guests to find their seats, and only then would he speak. All guests would have been told beforehand that he would be speaking in the human tongue, and they should send translators and representatives accordingly.

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((So go ahead and intro with either your leader or their representative. You don't have to be at the meeting, but I would recommend it as it will be easier to get involved in the war against Sorus and also give you a chance to interact with other leaders.

There are also leaders of NPC nations in the room. Interact with them if you wish but be vague about their description and location - consider these more like empty slots for roleplayers who came late to the party get involved in the alliance.))
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

01-Sep-2015 04:28:02 - Last edited on 01-Sep-2015 06:38:34 by NotFishing

Venom1383

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"Hurry it along. King Horic expects us soon." Steffon Storm stood in front of a mirror, straightening his collar as his attendants fastened his lapis cloak about his shoulders. It was customary for Balan diplomats to wear lapis cloaks in foreign meetings. He was named Ambassador to Dormoor a week before King Horic's invitation was sent out throughout Karrus, so it was obviously Steffon's duty to represent the Republic. The High Council, as well as everyone in Karrus could predict that King Horic would request aid against the overbearing Sorus Empire. Seeing no harm in hearing the Dwarves out, they had sent Steffon out on the newest ship in the fleet, accompanied by ninety of his personal guard and ten of the Council's elite guard.

"Enough." Steffon raised to order his attendants to stop straightening his hair, who did so at once. Steffon was dressed sharply for the occasion, wearing a set of golden armbands proudly. They were military medals, awarded for service. Instead of wearing ornate ceremonial armor, he wore a set of hard steel plate, shining new but ready for true battle.

Seeing that he was presentable, he ordered his attendants to return to their quarters, leaving him to wait for the dwarven escort. Steffon was a large man by human standards, tall and broad, so naturally the halls of the dwarves were cramped for him. When the guard finally came, Steffon followed. Finally they came to King Horic's throne room. Steffon gladly took one of the larger seats and took an enthusiastic drink, having heard well of Dwarven beverages. "Mmm. Better than any Asindia red, that's for sure." He chuckled lightly.
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01-Sep-2015 05:47:54

Azigarath

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Gray Exhibition to Dormoor

Having received an invitation to a place he never heard about, King Eodis felt suspicion to go anywhere beyond the largest mountain in the world. In fact, the biggest oddity was how the human ambassadors found his kingdom; how did they know about him, yet he knew nothing of them?

Nevertheless, considering what the delegates described, and humble enough to risk their lives, against both Gray Minotaur warlords and the landscape, just to visit a kingdom so petty compared to their cities, made the King of the Gr(c)ivoths feel obligated to return the interest.

Although convinced that a far-off empire would never be interested invading a region surrounding the largest mountain in the world, as an invasion would be extremely difficult, he did feel concern regarding numbers. Initially, he thought that the Grays numbered about 22,000, but recent reports suggest over 30,000 Grays; some tribes or clans may even already be raiding Goerack and Halfgiant settlements, or waylay passing people, or worse, murder passing victims traveling along the outskirts of the mountains.

Although many Gray Minotaurs, even youngsters, were capable of guerrilla warfare, they would never be able to defeat a large organized army, especially considering the Grays’ lack of unity and co-operation. Eodis hoped to learn how to organize and unify a nation by visiting the peoples who already did so.

Leaving the snow peaked mountains behind, as well as his wife and three daughters, Eodis and his bodyguard of a hundred handpicked soldiers journeyed towards the unknown land of the dignitaries called Dormoor. His soldiers were heavily equipped, wearing iron or bronze armour over linen clothing. Their helmets consisted of two parts, somewhat shaped like a figure eight so that the horns would not be in the way, hinged at the top in the middle, strapped under the chin and on the sides.

01-Sep-2015 09:53:16 - Last edited on 01-Sep-2015 09:54:24 by Azigarath

Azigarath

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They had sheathed falchions and daggers at their sides, and they all had a round shield made of metal, wood, or hide, slung over the shoulders. They each carried a peculiar spear with an axe head beneath the spearhead. The soldiers also wore a large backpack over the backplate but beneath the shield, carrying supplies, food, religious symbols, gifts, and so on.

The king wore armour like that of his soldiers, but it was entirely steel, something only the wealthiest men could afford. Sheathed at his sides were dagger and a falchion with an extended blade and grip, so that it could be used two-handed. He did not bother with a shield, but he himself carried a backpack.

The bovine boys journeyed constantly, sometimes encountering other clans or tribes, but violence did not break out; no other tribe was foolish enough to challenge the king and his armoured soldiers directly. They often charged at the tribal foes, who often simply stood their ground, their way of admitting defeat, and no-one was hurt.

The dignitaries as their guides, the Grays and their king eventually reached the City of Stone, Ironhelm, and then to Stone Keep, the castle that was the absolute symbol of power and authority. The Grays never expected such vastness and lavish splendour, never even dreaming of the sights of the city. However, the shortness of the dwarves surprised them; the Grays expected something at least their own size. The ambassadors also spoke of their nation’s history and culture, and the similar language did not make communication difficult.

The Grays felt irritated that the dwarves claimed that Mount Dorm was the largest in Karrus; surely, only the Grays’ Himalayan mountain was the largest in the world! Soon, some Grays and dwarven guards got into scuffles; the Grays called dwarves shortys, and the dwarves called the Grays animals, and brief fights broke out, often starting when a Gray head-butted a dwarf unexpectedly.

01-Sep-2015 09:53:29 - Last edited on 01-Sep-2015 09:56:55 by Azigarath

Azigarath

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The dwarves were heavily armoured and did not feel much, but shoving, wrestling, grappling, tripping, and bashing with shafts or pommels ensued. Fortunately, weapons were not used extensively, and no-one was seriously injured. The Grays also snorted, growled, huffed, and grunted at the dwarves, but the stocky humanoids simply took that behaviour as odd and childish.

Were it not for the Grays personally invited to come, the dwarves would surely have been more aggressive, but the presence of the immensely tall King Eodis and dwarven guard captains managed to keep the violent individuals under control, and both sides moved on thinking they won.

Eventually, they reached their quarters, definitely a heaven compared to the barbaric mountainous countryside of the Grays’ home region. Knowing that his bodyguards were easily riled and would just be a problem, King Eodis had them all stay behind in the castle barracks, where they could train and fight all they wanted.

He just knew they would want to express their uncontrollable ego and prove how strong they were, and he did not want his pig-headed men to ruin everything in front of other nations’ leaders. Eodis kept all his own things in his quarters in the palace, but brought some gifts for the Dwarven King, to show that he meant nothing bad.

01-Sep-2015 09:53:42

Azigarath

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Escorted to King Horic Greatbeard’s room, King Eodis took his seat somewhere, amidst many other races he never knew about, even feeling childish and shy from his vast ignorance of just about everything. The gifts for Horic were six fist-sized diamonds, not necessarily expertly chiseled, as Grays were naturally inartistic, but it was the best his nation could provide. The gifts were in a linen bag, which Eodis handed to one of the ambassadors to give to Horic.

Eodis preferred to keep his eyes low, targeting alcoholic beverages and keeping himself to himself over the tabletop. He did not eat much, feeling uncomfortable. He awaited what would be said, not having any idea what to expect, and hoping he would not make himself look stupid.

01-Sep-2015 09:53:52 - Last edited on 01-Sep-2015 09:58:41 by Azigarath

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