*Numerous posters spring up throughout Cordor, a few of them being posted up in the Brogendenstein region. Despite being printed semi-neatly, it is clear that the writer writes in precisely the same manner he speaks: Poorly.*

"Lads an' lasses o' the region! As you all probably jolly well be for knowin', meself and me kin have come back to the island, bringin' back a few of our own cousins from the mainland. To those of ye that've met us an' don't like us? Ye're about to.

We gots ourselves a LOT of ale. So much that even we don't know what to do with it. That be sayin' somethin, don't ye doubt. Suffice it ter say, we got kegs 'n' kegs o' proper whippin'-yer-arse, knockin'-ye-out-cold, lettin'-yer-friends-cast-naughty-spells-on-ye-while-yer-sleepin' type o' ale! This stuff ain't messin' around, and we gotsta drink it afore it goes bad, or we get bored o' carrying the bloody stuff around.

So here's what we be thinkin'. For those o' ye that've been about fer a while, ye might remember the last time us Stormbeards got together good 'n' proper. It be happenin' again, lads 'n' lasses!

We be throwin' ourselves a KEGGER!! Be there or be a sissypants gnome!

Signed,
Lolinus Stormbeard, o' the Stormbeard Clan. *the signature continues on for several lines, chattering about the Stormbeard Clan being the roughest, toughest, most in-your-face, up-your-sister's-arse, rowdy, rockin', etc dwarves on the isle.*

PS: Expect a drunken fist fight. A big'n. Don't act all surprised if'n ye get yourself a black eye.

PS again!: Last one awake at the end o' the night gets 100,000 gold! Ain't much, but it'll pay fer yer ale for a while!"



// Note: The "fist fight" is planned to have rules (Yes, rules. Bummer, I know.) very similar to the original Brawl if you're going to participate. Difference being that it's a multi-man, free for all, last man standing, jump on the toughest guys first to get them outta the way style fight. No HiPS spamming (or spamming of any kind, really), no spell casting, no weapons, no gear, etc. Use common sense for a huge bar-fight scenario. People don't hit the bars for a night of drinking fully decked out in mega-battle attire.
Everyone is welcome to attend. We'll be starting at the Nomad at roughly 10:00 PM (GMT -6) Saturday night. It would be great if you could post here so that we can know roughly how many people to expect to show, although surprise jump-in's are totally cool as well.
EDIT: Also, there is a stunningly good chance that everyone involved will be in jail before the end of the night. Fair warning.

A mighty bellied dwarf of Barak Runedar is seen reading the notice rather irritated, especially the part "meself and me kin have come back..." part.

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UCE THIS, YOU COW.

Magnarion takes a look at the posters, and then chuckles.

"Oh wow, this looks like a good time, man."

He moves off towards Cordor South, reconsiders, and heads for The Nomad.

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"Come under the flag of truce, and brook no treason... for mineself is Death, and care not whom knows mine touch."
- Frey Asaid'De Majere

*Kroann Bloodbeard can be seen grinning as he looks at the poster. He walks off with a twinkle of malicious intent in his eye*

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I keels u with my axe!

"Do ye know where the Holy-Flamin' Frost-brand Gronk-slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' woundin' an' returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-out-yer-bum is?"

Griff, the Owner, Finds the Notices in Cordor, and sends a request to Captan Yance that he have the Guard conveniently show up at his building right before the time specified on the notices, do deal with a large gathering of non-citizens.

Furthermore he often rants angrily at those who pass by, stating that he swears he'll throw out and turn over to the guard anyone; dwarf or not, caught fighting in his establishment.

Later, he promises to discontinue serving Dwarven Ale altogether if it causes a disturbance again at his inn.

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Those trees won't burn themselves down. (by Maryn)

Lolinus can be seen explaining to Griff that he has no intention of allowing the fight to get started in the Nomad, because he has no intention of tearing up his favorite bar.

He further explains that they will be moving the party from bar to bar throughout Amia, hence "Pub Crawl," and that HIS bar will be the safest, because they won't likely be fightin' drunk at the first bar.

He does however wink and hint that Kampos' Bar might be in for a bit of a remodeling before the night is done.

A tiny yet dashing magenta and jade clad figure comes across one of the notices in Cordor. After giving it a read, he scribbles out a section of the text, and replaces it with something else.


"We be throwin' ourselves a KEGGER!! Be there or be a sissypants ##### Kobold."

*Rolan sees a notice* and shouts,"Yeppppieeeee!" *with glee*

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Gianan Wing - Wandering Priest of Akadi
Rente Galenson - Halruaan Wizard