It begins by the sea, at the docks of Barak Varr,
Strangers come from all the lands, the nearer and the far,
Long of beard or smooth of face, Dawi one and all,
To cleanse a stronghold of our race, to see our foe-men fall.
- Prophecy of Cill Lurinsdóttir, Priestess of Valaya
Strangers come from all the lands, the nearer and the far,
Long of beard or smooth of face, Dawi one and all,
To cleanse a stronghold of our race, to see our foe-men fall.
- Prophecy of Cill Lurinsdóttir, Priestess of Valaya
Welcome, brothers and sisters, to this interest thread for 'The All Dawi Party' – a roleplay about Dwarfen culture, drinking, fighting, drinking, travelling, the clashing of different upbringings, other races of the so-called World That Was, drinking and most of all...drinking!
Together with the help of my esteemed co-gm (and little known Dwarf expert) @POOHEAD189, we shall be forming a group of stalwart, sturdy and broad-shouldered Dawi for a romp across the landscape of the Old World, beginning - as the prophecy states – at the waterside hold of Barak Varr! Where we are going from there is for those that join us to know.
We shall need 5-6 Dawi to participate in our doings, though their age and origin and so on are (of course ) for the writer to decide.
If the idea of role-playing as gruff bricks of flesh, most plausibly bearded, that grumble, drink and fight about as much as they do anything else does not get your imagination going...well then there is no pleasing you.
So, the call has gone out, who shall answer and stand beside their brethren in this endeavour?
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