Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Application for Citizenship: to King Battlehammer

I Bhor from the clan Stonecutter applies for Citizenship at the dwarven city of Kraak Helzak.
My clan had its home at "The Spine of the World" mountain range far to the north. My clan were destroy by an unexpected attack from frost giants.

I seek to strengthen our race and defeat those that wish us ill. Im skilled in defense, creating with stone, diplomacy and trade.

Berrick Stormhammer is a brother in arms that desire a home as well.

I usually takes residence in Soubar to quickly be able to defend dwarven lands at Troll Hills.

Yours,
Bhor Stonecutter

Bhor Stonecutter and Berrick Hardhammer appear before King Battlehammer and his trusted advisors, offering axe and shield in Oath to the King and to the Kingdom of Kraak Helzak.




Before the Holy Anvil Monument, the two Stouts each swear to the King, as officiated by the priest Gili.




Soon after, the new Oathtakers to the King and Kingdom are honored through drink and storytelling by Simsae the Stonesinger...who through rumor is said to have completely drained his coin purse by offering to cover the tab of the celebrations, as Bhor and Berrick did thoroughly tie one on....

To whom it may concern,

My name is Boendal Silvereye and i'm seeking well trained and able bodied dwarves to aid me in acquiring griffon eggs for the kingdom. If there be any Rangers o' Duin about your aid in dealing with these griffons would be most welcome. That said i'll take any dwarf who wishes to prove themselves an asset to the kingdom.

The ever drunk Walker Firebeard grins btoadly upon hearing this rquest circulated. He pats his large belly with both hands and smacks his lips wetly.

"Ain't nuffing better'n a noice omlette and wiv da size o' dem eggs it should make quite a feast! Count me in brudder! Bwahahahabaha!"

- I will aid ya in seeking those eggs Boendal.

Bhor stonecutter smiles and opens another bottle of ale.

In the deep of Selune's hours, a brief series of sounds can be heard coming from inside a small dwelling among the arcane quarters. The first being a brief air sucking pop sound "issshht-op!" as if a dwarf-sized air bubble popped.
This would be followed by the sounds of, leather boots scuffing the stone work floors; a quiet animal like squeaky "chittering"; and some muffled words, of which nearby prying ears might hear, "Aye Ethuul, we're back."

The following morning, as the aroma of the days baked goods wafts through the ever present earth-laden air, Adolamin would be seen to exit the dwelling making his way to the tavern.

electric mayhem wrote: ↑Tue Nov 19, 2019 7:35 pm ... Adolamin would be seen to exit the dwelling making his way to the tavern.

As the wizardly Dwarf settles into a chair and a drink at the Kingdom’s great mead hall, a much younger Stout bearing appearances of a Stonesinger, calmly approaches with two steins in hand.

“I greet you, Longbeard!” Simsae puts down one of the steins near to Adolamin in the table. “Be ye not the wise Stout that have been lending obersvations in drawing to dee rebuilding on the Kingdom interiors? Was a beard’s growth ago that ye been heard after yee submissions...what think ye over the work that has been done to the beat of the hammer striking home?!?l”

The Stonesinger pauses just enough to take a swig of his own stein, but then quickly continues on before Adolamin has yet chance to respond.

“Canna say we ever drank together before ye travels away, since me own face was fresh from the mine. I am Simsae of clan Orcslayer, Telamar Gultor, and we welcome ye back...but will ye be a stayin’?”

It is obvious that Simsae is making a point of introduction, but as well, is “working” to dig information out of Adolamin (and it would not be strange to the wizard,if he would be lorewise to the ways of a Telormar Gultor).

Warriors from Kraak Helzak charges the firegiants.



OOC: a real badass moment

A hooded elven warrior approaches the gatewardens of the kingdom, leaving a message for a few of it's citizens.

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This converse would have been finalised before the two of them would have joined the group that mounted the assault on the Graypeaks.

Adolamin would take the offered ale before him, wave the Stonesinger stout to a seat near him, raise the tankard in thankful toast before taking a sip.
"Aye lad, tis oiy. The Hold looks splendid! The stout craftsbeards truly outdone themselves this toime. Well met to yeh an thankye Simsae o' the Orcslayers" as he nods to his tankard before him, "Aye, 'ad to duck to parts elsewhere to see to me blood family matters. But 'ere I return, got matters to sort out 'ere on the Coast, no intention o' disappearing for whoile at least. The name's Adolamin o' the Marblerunes, if'n tha' detail 'asn't been sorted yet."
He finishes with a wink, and their conversation would wander about to various topics as they regale over a tankard or two.
Parting ways as the evening goes on such an such forth.

Several days after the five stouts, informed of another dead dwarf, secured his body for the Kingdom, the dwarf Berrick Hardhammer happens upon the knight who brought the news to them and tended to his body. This knight, by the name of Ser Amos Thistle, hears that Berrick and his fellows have sworn revenge for their dead kin.

Upon hearing this, the knight suggests an alliance between the Northern Outpost, asking for a meeting between the leaders of the Northern Outpost and King Battlehammer. Berrick, not knowing anything of the man or his allegiances save that he did a favour to stout-kind, could not promise a meeting, but did say he would bring the message to the king's advisers.

Provisioned in nearby(ish) Soubar, the Kraak Helzak Warband of Stouts took oath upon footsteps of the Graypeaks to honor recent fallen brethren by beheading as many Fire Giants as possible.





Taunts leveled by the Fire Giants were leveled once the General himself was brought low.





And then, coordinated as they were and fired up by the recent win over the General, the Stouts laid waste to the fiend in short order.





But then...a challenge. The Fire Castle remained closed and blocked by magic unseen—the Stouts could not even reach axe to wooden door, in order to plunder the treasures kept within. One day, they vowed, they would return and overcome this magic....





And further still, high above the stout Stouts...are even greater challenge floated in the far distance. These Dwarves of the Kingdom of Kraak Helzak spoke of their aspirations to rise to great heights and plunder what must be some of the greatest treasures hidden in the clouds....

A missive arrives to the kingdom of Kraak Helzak, written on the finest vellum. It is rolled neatly, with a silk, gray ribbon wrapped around the center. Red wax seals the letter and emblazoned a signet you have never seen before. With strict orders for delivery to the king himself or a member of the Assembly, it reads:

Bhor Stonecutter assure the authenticity the letter when it arrives at Kraak Helzak.

- I was there myself. Only together we can stop them! I will be there and defend the Sword Coast and I hope more stouts will aid as well!

He rises his axe and bring out a warriors roar.