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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"You slime ball, do not dare to dishonour your ancestors, your father. Because of your genitals." He holds his axe as firm as he did while entering. He notions Thoruk to follow him, he had important matters to speak off.
 
"Aye how should I dishonour someone by telling her bout our ancestors? You're realy unique lad... well" he says before turning towards Polly." I'm sorry young lady, but he wouldn't call me if it wouldn't be important for sure, so should we talk again later Polly?" he asks with a slight smile on his face.
 
"Sure, Tork." She said, leaving them both, striding past Grimnir. [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/16311516/avatar/small.1517585379.jpeg" name="Gundabad1"]16311516[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user]
 
Grimnir looks at Polly as she walks by, "You two wont meet each other soon."

He goes to Thoruk and sighs, "I am not who you think I am."
 
He looks at Thoruk's axe being drawn. "Your mere disrespect will get you killed." He shows Thoruk the Rune-Axe. "You want to continue? I am all in. Or do you even lack an Elf Maiden's courage. If so, silence forever, And follow me."
 
As Thoruk looks at his rune axe he starts asking "Why'd you say, you're not who I think you are?" "That makes no sense for me lad, but aye, I'll follow you." he says as he stand up, getting his axe back onto his back.
 
walks towards the camp that should be empty by now, "I am Grombrindal the Grey Dwarf. The one who lead the Dwarves to conquest in the Grey mountains and Gundabad."
 
"Wait... you're the dwarf that lead the army?" Thoruk asks Gromrbrindal while feeling anger come up inside of him "What happend there? What happend to my father?" he starts asking while trying to hold back his anger.
 
Grombrindal looks at the youngling, "A war. That, is what happened there. However, I personally sought off that every fallen Dwarf got his grave. Your father, Thrak, was not amongst the dead. Nor the living. He was either captured, driven off, or lost." He looks at his Rune-Axe, "And I am by far not done what happened there. I offer you to come with me when we're gone here, and seek your father, while I continue my campaign. What say you."
 
"He wasn't amongst the dead? Thoruk asked with a glimmer of hope and sadness coming out of him and all the anger left him. "Are you sure? If so... I'll join you for sure lad and don't worry bout that lady, she won't change this decission for sure, you'll get the help from me and the Iron Hills for sure, cause" he stops to pause for a bit "I made the iron hills leader a favor once, so he should do me one aswell. So ya lad, we'll crush these filthy orcs, no matter what" he speaks up with power and hope in his voice while thinking about the possibility to see his father again.
 
Ha'zi is troubled at the sight of Dimitri being harmed and, not wanting to disrupt anything, decides walking away is the best option.
 
After taking a leak in some discreet corner and filling his belly with some eggs, Daugo goes about looking for Cardilloc to help him gather Grimnir's sticks.
 
Iver had his best morning in at least 3 monthes, he had a good night sleep, he didnt shit himself, a giant didnt throw on him stones, he had a nice dream and he had a nice breakfast. "maybe Polly can make me wheels and ill be able to get more than few sticks" he told Vlad before going to ask her about wheels and pins.
 
Cardiloc was awoken by Radaa, who nudged him, "'Ey, Card, let's git some fud." Leading the sleepy Dunlending to breakfast. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/CluckmanTheDerp/74.png" name="CluckmanTheDerp"]13527980[/user]

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Iver found Polly, somewhat upset, at the blacksmiths. After inquiring for some wheels and pins he found out she had some pins and could fashion barrels out of the old barrels from the ship which were stockpiled in the armoury. If Iver could break the barrels down, remove the nails and cut out the top and bottom lids to stick together to form stable wheels it could work. He would need some sort of glue to make the parts stick or at the least a sap. Perhaps he could find one in the jungle below the valley? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user]

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Illmare watched the fight between Dimitri, Sigeric and the Rhovanion men with certain amusement in her glowing eyes. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user]
 
glue, well, maybe some of the trees in the jungle had some sort of slime he could use...... But there was no chance that he will go into the jungle with less than 3 people, he had to find more people to come with him. Looking around he saw that thoruk and marco were bussy, could he find someone from the old group that wasnt busy?
 
Ha'zi would continue walking aimlessly, not really with anything in mind, when he sees Iver, looking around. Not really a fan of the merchant, but still wanting to be of hse, Ha'zi begrudgingly asks the man, "Need any help?"
 
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