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The Shieldbreaker Book of Grudges

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Its Baaack!

Posted by ironlord , 15 August 2009 -

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dwarf, back, ironlord

Well this is the least fluffy i hope to get in this blog so i just want to post this to say that im very greatful of brewmaster bugman for getting this back up online so i can start another world dominating splurge of warhammer minis and copious amounts of fluff!

so since i last posted i started listening to pirate metal so that may influence me
im now...

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"my Lord We Have Something To Eaze Your Frustration!"

Posted by ironlord , 29 June 2009 -

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"My lord we have something to eaze your frustration!" Cried the Dupelcopf blacksmith, a noble in his own right, Lord Karranak Kilnbeard, as he marched proudly in to the throneroom, walking the same steps that Postlar Regalruby had just shuffled, with his chest stuck out and his beard twitching to contain his proud smile.
"I see no ale...

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Frustration While Sitting On The Throne...

Posted by ironlord , 28 June 2009 -

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"Ye promised me an army Postlar Regalruby!" Olgar fumed, pacing in front of his throne as he addressed the orange drabbed dwarf before him, deeply angered at the lack of commitment shown by the dwarf he was supposed to trust with the development of his army. If he was training his warriors and bringing them to him to go into battle, what...

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The Pride Of The Clan

Posted by ironlord , 22 June 2009 -

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King Olgar paced his hall, looking at the mighty Render, it sat in its marble holster gleaming in the light of the fire, wicked and keen, inscribed with the face of a dwarf and covered in runes. After sliding the bracers onto his arms he took hold of his helm from the stand beside his throne, it was a combination of his crown and his war helmet. One of...

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Head And Shoulders Above The Rest

Posted by ironlord , 20 June 2009 -

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Locking in the last gauntlet of his armour suit, Oscar glanced over himself for one last time, it was a strange thing to be in full armour again, he hadn't been in full armour for almost two years. Normally he wore scale mail armour, a gift from his Captain as a ranger in Volken, but the war with the undead had changed that, he was a Prince now, he...

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A Great Forge Gift

Posted by ironlord , 18 June 2009 -

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Olgar sat on his throne staring long into the night, again, looking at the warplans on the solid Oak table, he had wanted a stone one, but this was a gift, a personal gift from the humans who logged the forests south of Dupelcopf. The table was a gift that was supposed to bribe the dwarven king into protecting the small town.
But it wasnt necissary,...

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The Black Rain

Posted by ironlord , 18 June 2009 -

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Oscar slashed the throat of the human zombie enough to tear the spine, severing the connection between brain and body and dropping the lifeless corpse to the cold stone cobbles that formed the main road of Stow. It linked from the ruptured gates to the town hall and if it was taken by the unead, would end the battle quickly, severing the defenders from...

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The First Men On The Walls

Posted by ironlord , 17 June 2009 -

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Prince Oscar led the first force away from the Dupelcopf to the aid of his allies, taking a small group of twenty dwarves and a cleric named Proudhammer to the town of Stow. Once they were smuggled in via a sub gate in the wall they took place on the Stone Walls of Stow. Standing Beside them were the unit of Guardsmen, the twelfth, wielding their mighty...

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Ring The Warbell And Blast The Warhorn, We Marhsal The Throng! (pics)

Posted by ironlord , 16 June 2009 -

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Let the records say that on this day king Olgar summoned his generals to his great hall and told them to rally his fellow Dwarves for a grand muster. He would have to gather all of his strength to defeat the undead of Bail Kor.
Great fires were fuelled in the forge halls and the clang of hammers went long into the night as the shields, so symbolic of...

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Marching Through The Silverpath To Stow

Posted by ironlord , 15 June 2009 -

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Ok so im following the theme of the novels im writing and one of the first major battles against the undead is on the walls of Stow.
Stow is the only walled town on the Silverpath, a Mountain pass between Dupelcopf Mountain and Silverpan (a small town that sits on a rich ore deposit in a river) and Greatforge, a mighty human/dwarf city that uses its safety...

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