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Everything had been wrong, that dream was wrong and yet denying that it was anything more than a childish nightmare seemed to stab her in the back like a dagger is the silent killer it is. Lucilia woke up sweating, gripping her blankets as she sat up with side eyes. Nothing seemed right anymore, the walls and floor had betrayed her so what was it that means this wasn’t a dream as well? Her hands immediately went to her locket and she gripped it tightly, but she dared not do anything else with it, not yet.

Then she heard Talis speak, wondering if those words were true or they were just meant to draw her out so that she could be ridiculed and taunted by that voice once more. With a few deep breaths she forced herself out of the bed and over to her suit of armor, picking up the chest piece to view the Wolfram emblem. Would those words be true? Would the house be slaughtered and forgotten? No, impossible, that much power would not simply be forgotten, yet those words count to her conscience as if it had been nailed there by a hammer.

However, another feeling arose within her, determination. Lucilia would not be forgotten and neither would the Von Wolfram house for she would make sure of that to her dying breath. This Wolf Pack would not be last, and their fangs were not dulled, she would be sure to show that.

Quickly, Lucilia out of the armor before sitting down and brushing her raven hair. While it was not as in depth as she would have liked, it would have to do since she would have to take orders from someone who was not her father for once. Upon finishing, she arose and walked to the door, gripping the handle but unable to turn. What if the nightmare would begin anew, remembering that touchering her own father was the most unpleasant thing in her dream. While she feared his harsh touch, and vein the direct cause of her fear, never did it feel like that.

With a deep inhale and exhale, she tightened her grip around the handle and opened the door, awaiting the world to turn into blackness. It did not, that was a good thing. A sigh of relief would be heard by any nearby as she began to walk downstairs, having her rapier close to her certainly made her feel better. Her eyes came across Talis and a dwarf, she could only assume it was the one called Barris for she already met Falk and Raux, and Aria did not seem like a male name.

”Good morning,” were her only words at the time, instead holding to be silent and take a seat as they awaited the others, her face still holding a cold, arrogant glare.
Everything seemed strange and disgusting, from the streets to the very people that dared to walk them in her presence. At least many of the residents knew to stop and gaze in awe at the woman as she passed, she of the most noble of births. It was Lucilia Von Wolfram who captured the attention of the crowd, clad in her finely made iron armor, her family’s name being the primary factor for stopping to gaze upon her. Some associates that the family had dealt with in the past, probably by a cousin or one of her siblings to the opportunity to bow.

A lustful smile came to her face as she thought of all the ways she rally the crowd under her, many of them being peasantry meant a cheap source of a ragtag army, or simply those who would aid you should you need to be aided. However, Lucilia was not here to win the affections of the people at the moment, no, it was actual business that need to be tended to, at least that is what the request stated. Granted, had she not wanted to seek out a moniker of game she would not have come along for as a Von Wolfram, time wasted is a grave offense for all time must be used, whether it be for plans or carrying out those plans.

In here thought, Lucilia managed to find the inn, she gripped the door and thought what best way to make a grand interest so that she may hold the attention of the patrons. Mere presence alone would suffice, she was not there to impress anyone, only business and nothing more, nothing more than business. Thus when she opened the door, it was in all her humility and subtleness that she proclaim to the patrons, ”Bow for you are in the presence of a Von Wolfram!”

Real subtle.

While her voice did nothing more than silence the happy attitude the bar beheld, and force others to look upon the Wolf in awe. Some of the lower class did her request and bowed, though foreigners mostly didn’t unless they knew what the family was truly capable of, and at least the bartender some staff bowed as they should. Plus it started a chain reaction, of those who didn’t know her or the family to simply bow. Lucilia signaled for them to rise, before she walked to a corner booth and stared down the individuals inside of it her glare making them pick up their drinks and belongs and scatter away like the rats they were.

Seating herself, she gazed around the room, the happy attitude coming back back still weary of the unpredictable Wolfram that sat within, ready to lash out should she need. However, things were better when she ordered herself a bottle of the finest wine that the inn had instack at the moment and for the time being she would be sipping on that while making calculations in her head, simply waiting for someone or something to do anything of her attention. While thinking, she had remembered that she wanted to see Viceroy Bayim Cadby sometime while she was here, getting a Viceroy to be loyal to her would be a beard stunt to pull but she would likely be able to manage.




WE DEM BOYZ! YA BLOODY GITZ ARE MUKKIN’ ABOOT! IZ YA KILLIN’?! IZ YA LOOTIN’?! NO? DEN YOU IS MUKKIN ABOOT!
Sorry for my lack of activity, I have been extremely busy with school and work isn't helping me by scheduling me a shift every single day. Plus I procrastinate and draw in my free time which likely is also a problem. sighs in german.

I'll try to get something out soon!
Woooooo! Time to start actually workin on the CS instead of procrastinating :,)
I think I’m gonna be a boring old human fighter, because it’s boring and old and I want to see what I can do with it to make it fun.
I’m gonna throw my interest into this fun mixing bag. It definitely seems like something that would be extremely fun :P
Clan Metalbeard

G) Prospect the land





It was a tough decision to go off mission to some spirit forsaken land, but Ava was rarely wrong when it came to her “feelings”. It was a strange request but it could be something far more worthwhile than some simple head, especially if the spirits were calling for them. “We march for the mountain, if there is anything there then we can’t ignore it,” Grogrim stated, he was the leader and the others would have to go along with him.




Back home, the people continued about their lives, unknowing that something far bigger may be happening. Moreover they were prospering more and more as they continued to grow once more. In fact, they had reached a point where it was time to reopen the mine officially and bring metal back into circulation for good, rather than melt down ancient equipment for repurposed use. Dwarves took up the picks and went to work, prospecting the land for new material that would be needed to smelt new weapons and armor.

It was time to begin pleasing the spirits trapped in the mountain, to melt them down and transfer them into fine new forms that they might appreciate more. These forms will bring upon blessings to further the Metalbeards as a whole clan for their reverence and loyalty to the ways of the metal spirits.

“It is time for our reverence to begin once more! The metal must be appeased and so they shall! If we are to succeed then we will construct and a great cathedral and it will be a wonder of the world!”

The voice of the king rang, words clearly influenced by the great priest that constantly acted as advisor to him. Marum smiled greatly, knowing that the spirits would be pleased with this statement and now doubt would bless both Blackhand and the Council. Though Marum couldn’t help but stroke his beard and wonder how the would-be soldiers were doing.

The spirits plan must not fail, lest disaster be upon the entire clan once more.


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