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The Dragon Storm Campaign / Scholars and Fortune Seekers

« on: May 17, 2010, 10:57:34 am »

[SIZE=24]A certain blue-skinned mercenary has been seen in Port Hempstead contracting for large quantities of expeditionary goods, such as dried foods, mining picks, and climbing gear. Those that follow a bit closer discover he's also collecting information about the northern isles, specifically the Black Ice Isle. The brave few who ask about his interest in the isles receive an answer much like the following:

"I've recently learned of a certain artifact supposedly hidden deep in the frozen wastes of the Black Ice. I'm putting together an expedition to find this piece. If you're interested, the pay is good, and should we find the thing, there will be glory and fame to spare. I can use mercenary guards, scholars, mining experts, and mages. Oh, and don't forget to bring your fur coat. It's a bit chilly there."[/SIZE]


///// This pertains to the plot quest on Friday: http://forums.layonara.com/calendar.php?do=getinfo&e=16902&day=2010-5-21&c=3   /////

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Leringard Arms Inn and Tavern / Posted on the brand new door at the newly rebuilt Leringard Arms.

« on: April 13, 2010, 09:16:49 pm »

*tacked to the door and various other locations around the building*

[SIZE=48]To our loyal patrons everywhere:
The Leringard Arms will be hosting a grand reopening party, complete with song, dance, drink, and door prizes.

We'll even be choosing a new Gypsy King and Queen to commemorate the opening.

Be watching for the announcement of the grandest party of the year![/SIZE]

[SIZE=24]Until then, the Arms is closed for further renovation and refurnishing. On the other hand, the Derrick Loadson and Cole Norseman Creature Card Room is fully open and ready for patronage. [/SIZE]

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Just for Fun / Fantasy Racial Terminology

« on: March 10, 2010, 06:50:21 pm »

Some fantasy slurs and terms I have come to love...  feel free to add more!



Garden Gnome: Forest Gnome who spends too much time in the city, rock gnome who spends too much time in the woods

Leprechaun: Brownie who worships Deliar

Quarterling: Brownie or short halfling

Knife Ears: Elf (from dragon age)

Turnipmonger: Gnome

Gutter Gnome: Goblin or uncouth halfling

Civie: those who live in cities

Grubber: Goblin

Spiderkisser: Dark Elf

Baby Muncher: Gobbo, Giantkin, Orc

Stink Elf: Wood or Wild Elf

Halfer: halfling or halfblood

Tiefer: Tiefling

Spawnbaby: Tiefling

Gremlin: Inventor Goblin or Mischevous Gnome

Gremlock: trapsmithing gremlin

Daisy Eater: elf

Stunty: dwarf

Pigface: Orcblood

Smoothface: elfblood or human who shaves

Smoothskin: greenskin term for the common races

Pinkskin: same as above, but omitting deep races

Greenskin: orc or gobbo

Bearded Gnome: Dwarf

Forgefarter: obese crafting Dwarf

Demon Dwarf: term used by Grandites as an alternative to "he who shall not be named"

Blood Dwarf: Term used by orcs for Voraxian zealots

Stumpy: dwarven slur against Grand

Stumpslingers: Grandite Priests

War Singer: goblin, orc or giant bard

Rockbiter: giantkin

Lichleech/leechlich: vampire

Dwarfpet: forging human

Trog: orc, goblin, troll, giant

Treehugger/tree worshipper: nature elf or druid

Pie-Goblin: Halfling

Bum Nibbler: Gnome, halfling or goblin

Frogstomper: sea elves or those with webbed toes like some kinda fishboy

Spellsinger: bard

Gortsmorfer: a ravenous gnome who viciously assaults snack trays at social functions.  There is no such term for halflings, as such is already expected of them

Gremlock: Deep gnome with low charisma

Goober: goblin

Boogergnome: goblin

Bloodbaby: generation directly following the fall of Bloodstone and the initial strife of the dark ages.  They get together, drink and talk of the olden times before all these spoiled wee whippersnappers when they had to walk uphill both ways over the still warm bodies of demons to get a good scotch, and it was always out of stock.

Lichlover: necromancer

Guildbaby: 2nd generation guildsman

Snotling: Goblin

Dockporker: Half-Orc kicked out of Hempstead

Mole King: Gnome Druid

Rotmugger: Greenskin, or very ugly

Wrist-Fisher: pirate with a hook

Cyclops: one-eyed man

Griffonguts: a poor fool too brave to know when to stop drinking

Fishboy: sea elf

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Trade and Market Hall / Cailomel Goods and Wares Gathering contracts.

« on: February 16, 2010, 09:14:59 pm »

[SIZE=16][/SIZE]//edited as Hanta is taking charge of the contractees now.

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Hall of Heroes and Heroines / Axodeth Stonecutter

« on: November 30, 2008, 10:49:10 pm »

The Halls of King Rory Rockfist bustled with activity.  In the years since the Warlord Varka entered the embrace of Vorax the Blood Gate had prospered.  Since that day two changes had come to the halls. The Triqueta of Gates now hovered above the Kings Throne and a life size statue of Warlord Varka Cleaveson had been placed on display in the massive throne room.

A group of young warriors and novice priests spotted Jacrum kneeling before the Statue of Varka Cleaveson.

“’Annur Jacrum!  Tell us a tale of der Warlord.  Der one when he sank a ship with a single punched!” called one of the group.

“Nay! Tell us a tale of der Defender and Maiden Argali” called another, this request was followed by a wolf-whistle.

Jacrum turned and faced the group.  “I’ll tell ye a tale, der tale of der last stand of Axodeth Stonecutter.”  

The young dwarves gathered and sat down on the polished granite floor while Jacrum told the tale in the dwarven tongue.

To die in battle is to die in service of Vorax.  Every warrior of Vorax knows this.  In his youth Axodeth Stonecutter had been an adventurer and miner.  In the days before the skies had turned dark he had made his fortune selling weapons and armour.  Using this money he bought a fine house in the remote town of Hlint in the land of Mistone.  In that land there was not a goblin that did not fear when the Axodeth went mining.  When the dark times came Axodeth kept himself to his house and lived in comfort raising his foster kin and the families who came to stay with him.  For decades he was content to listen to the tales of adventure from the young kin.  Even when the sky turned light again Axodeth rarely ventured far from his comfortable home.

Then came a time when he heard the call of Vorax and the need to do battle again in worship of our god.  He arranged to meet with me in Leringard through an old friend of my family.  He wanted to seek adventure and see all that had changed in Layonara.  I agreed and we sailed to Hurm.  Our plan was to head to Dalanthar and then into the Thunderpeak mountains.

As we headed out of Hurm we were attacked by Elven Bandits.  I swear I saw dust come flying off his axe the first time Axodeth swung it.  But after he pulled it out of the body of the Elf it shone with blood and fire.

We stopped briefly in Dalanthar for supplies and continued to the crossroads.  Then we headed into the Western range of the Thunderpeaks.  

This land is full of Bandits:  Half-Orcs, Goblins, Halflings and even the traitorous Deep Dwarves.  We found a bandit lair and fought our way in, determined to rid the land of as much of their evil kind as possible.  Axodeth quickly returned to his youthful vigour.  I was astonished to see the bald-headed old dwarf match and surpass my skill with the Axe.  Together we were unstoppable, we plunged deep into their stronghold.  Axodeth spitting on the corpse of ever Deep Dwarf he killed.  Having dispatched their leaders in an epic battle we headed out with the name of Vorax on our lips and in our hearts.

It was on the way out that we were ambushed.  A halberd wielding Half-Orc, a Dark Dwarf with a massive great axe, a Goblin archer, another Goblin with two swords, and a Halfling rogue fell upon our backs.  The battle was swift and deadly.  Within a blink of an eye the Orc, the Dark Dwarf, the Halfling and one of the Goblins were lying dead at Axodeth’s feet.  As I dispatched the last goblin I saw that Axodeth was mortally wounded.  Cut to ribbons by the hideous wounds inflicted by his enemies. I swore he was already dead, yet as I knelt to pray by his body I heard his voice whisper.

“Vorax is that ye?”

I know the answer.  Vorax was with him then as he was through all the battles that day.  This is how a true warrior lives and dies, with Vorax in their hearts.  I carried his body to the Temple of Vorax in the Runic Clan Halls.  There his body now rests.  Axodeth knew his time had come, and he faced death as a true warrior of Vorax without fear, choosing his time and place to fight.  Remember and honour his name in your hearts for all time.