Server: Darkmoon Faire EU Faction: Alliance Venue: Anvilmar, Coldridge Valley, Dun Morogh Contact: Grandmah, Missty
Dear citizens,
In order to show our continued respect and gratitude for our fellow citizens the dwarves and gnomes, the Concerned Citizens have decided to open the tavern next week in the Dwarven homeland.
You will find the tavern in the cozy backrooms of Anvilmar, come pull up a chair and sit yourself at the bar!
All dwarves and gnomes will receive their drinks for free during the evening.
The Concerned Citizens would like to stress everyone to take precautions when going through the coldridge pass. In spite of the work from the dwarves and gnomes defending the pass, it has seen an infestation from troggs. Make sure to have an armed escort with you. The concerned citizens will try and provide magical transport for our visitors in order to avoid this pass.
Server: The Sha’tar Faction: Alliance Guild: Engineering Incorporated Venue:
Stormwind City, Elwynn Forest
Darnassus, Teldrassil
Ironforge, Dun Morogh
Exodar, Azuremyst Isle
Contact: Yenea, Thermoblix
Engineering Incorporated is hosting a Picnic-ity coming FOUR Saturdays, to see if people would like such an re-occurring thing!
The picnics will be held in Stormwind City, Gates of Ironforge, Darnassus, and Exodar!
At the picnic we will have a variety of games at hand, so you’ll never be bored. But a picnic isn’t a picnic without a large sheet on the ground, and delicious home-made-cooking!
You can come at any time, or you could inform us before hand! – Contact Thermoblix or Me, and you’ll receive the calendar invite!
The picnics are planned in the cities of the Alliance, so, the horde is welcome to attend, however, we can not provide a non-hostile agreement, apologies.
Server: Argent Dawn EU Faction: Alliance Guild: Ironforge Royal Academy Venue: Cathedral Square, Stormwind City, Elwynn Forest Contact: Ráimson
Stormwind is becoming a dangerous place to live, criminals stalk every corner, corruption spreads through the leadership. Are you tired of it? Join Lord Ráimson Barlov and the Ironforge Royal Academy as they move to Ironforge, away from greed, corruption and crime and start a new history for the Alliance. Ask yourself, it is time for change?
Date: 21 June 2009
Time: 14:00
Location: Participants should meet by the fountain in the Cathedral Square in Stormwind.
Event details:
Stormwind is becoming overcrowded, ridden with crime and corrupt. Lord Ráimson Barlov is leading all those who wish to come to the Dwarven city of Ironforge to start everything from fresh. With the newly built Royal Ironforge Academy and permission from King Magni we will be forming the IRC or Ironforge Royal Council to govern and manage affairs in Ironforge aswell as aim to repopulate the city.
Full building permission for new organisations will be granted and for those who wish to transfer their own to the great city will be welcomed. Any Organisation or Guild may apply for a place in the IRC and a significant role in governing the city. Only come if you wish to stay in Ironforge and contribute to restoring the city to it’s former glory.
The turnout is expected to be large, this will be well organised to avoid confusion or problems. You may not claim buildings unless you have permission from the IRC or any other right ranking organisation or alliance. When we arrive in Ironforge we will move to in front of the Bank in the Commons to group up and then move to the King’s Chambers to sign the documents and sort out accommodation for all the new residents of Ironforge. I hope to see many turn up for the historic day.
Guild Name: The Frostmane Hold Guild Leader: Zorita Guild Website: Faction: Horde Races: Troll Other Contacts:
Braziers were burning bright around the small encampment. A group of trolls were seated around the merrily crackling campfire. Dinner -the dish being meat soup and loafs of rye bread, fresh from the oven- was served in simple wooden cups by a young, rather ordinary-looking female. The only notable thing about her were the heavy rings of solid gold around her neck, but apart from that she seemed rather common, typical type of a frostmane woman. Her face was freckled and her mouth grinning with a rather crooked and yellowish set of teeth.
She approached an old male who was sitting closest to the fire and offered him the soup, her face anxious. He sniffed it, then took a sip, carefully, frowned slightly and peered at the female, Smenkhara. She gaped at him, her mouth slightly open, twisting her tabard in her hands. Nodding, he offered the tiniest of smiles to her and her face broke into a wide grin. Smenkhara peered around, proudly. Behind the old troll’s back another young female, dressed in fine furs and silk rolled her eyes and went back to braiding her long, white hair.
“Do not think for a minute that I didn’t notice that, Ozena.” said the male calmly, tasting his soup again.
“Y-Yes, Master Varjin.” said Ozena, embarrassed and not daring to lift up her gaze as the others laughed.
Smenkhara, busying herself with filling bowl after bowl with hot soup hadn’t noticed anything. She hummed, cutting bread, poking the fire with an iron stick, babbling endlessly. “Worries and trouble seem to slide off the girl like water from the back of a goose”, pondered Master Varjin as he tore a piece of bread with his teeth, chewing it thoughtfully.
A young male, perhaps just past his twenties was watching the cook with his strangely glowing blue eyes. He frowned, seeing she didn’t bother to take any dinner for herself but fussed over everyone else. He spoke to her, with a low voice, not wanting anyone to overhear him but his whisper didn’t escape the sharp ears of Master Varjin. “Sissie, you need to calm down some, you will tire yourself. You need to eat.” The young male frowned slightly as she got but a hurried grin from Smenkhara and a hasty reply. “I am umm, all alright now, yep! Czuo, don’ts you worry!” She smiled happily, clumsily patting his arm and nodded thrice before hurrying over to check the army of kettles and pans, babbling about “good juju in cooking” as she went. He didn’t reply but was clearly displeased with her. A white-skinned female seated on the opposite side of the campfire caught Czuo’s eye and said out loudly “That’s her alright, she’ll never change…!” Czuo but grunted something as a reply to the fair female who bore the same strange, mysterious and almost mischievous smile on her face wherever she went.
“What’s that? You want more soup, Shiba?” hollered Smenkhara and hurried over, dragging a cauldron of soup with her so that it splashed half of its contents on her foot. Shiba laughed quietly and nodded kindly. “Why I’d love to, Smenkhara.” The cook beamed, hastily wiping some sweat off her brow.
Master Varjin listened to the conversation, lost in thought. Youth… How careless they were. How ignorant, full of themselves. They knew nothing of the surrounding world or of life. He smiled fondly as he watched them, the young ones of his tribe, seated around the campfire.
Server: Aggramar EU Faction: Alliance Guild: Deeprun Pest Control Venue: Gates of Ironforge, Dun Morogh Contact: Skypheonix
Deeprun Pest Control are once again playing host to an event of…. tiny proportions.
Seriously, this is a really, really small event. Tiny in fact. So small, I don’t know why we even bother. We were planning to make a magnificently huge event, honouring everything big and mighty (like druid bears and handsome paladins), but a couple of gnome warlocks who somehow managed to seep into the guild hierarchy threatened us with ankle biting if we didn’t do an event in their race’s honour.
So, here it is folks, Deeprun Pest Control proudly present:
~~*))^+^((~~}**GNOMATHON ‘09!**{~~))^*^((*~~
Yes, yes, I know. We’ve sunk to a new level of debauchery, but I’ve been assured there will be dozens of dead gnomes at the end of it. So that makes it worthwhile, right? Guys? Right? Guys?
If you’re still unconvinced, then find out more about this magnificent midget merrymaking by looking over this, very short (ho-ho) trailer! Be sure to watch in full screen and in high quality for extra deliciousness:
Details about each contest/event will be detailed below, with more information (such as the prizes) being released over the coming weeks, so be sure to keep coming back!
Horde and players from other servers are welcome to join us, and encouraged to roll a level 1 gnome for the party. Most of the prizes are transferable to other servers/horde side (think TCG loot), so everyone will have a good reason to join in.
Also, most events can only be entered by level 1 gnomes, so for maximum opportunity at awesome prizes be sure to make a gnome for the day. Who knows, you might even find yourself enjoying the shorter side of life…
A calendar event will be marked on the in-game calendar, if you’d like an invitation to it just whisper Skypheonix in game.
Hope to see as many of you there as possible. Be sure to tell your family and friends, unless you’re a gnome, because gnomes don’t have any frien….*argh!* My ankle! The pain! *urk*
Details in short!
Event start time: 7:00pm game time, Sunday 28th June
Start location: Gates of Ironforge, Dun Morogh
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Server: The Sha’tar Faction: Alliance Venue: Anvilmar, Dun Morogh Contact: Hurin
Tugging off his boots, Veron Amberstill sat down with a sigh by the fireplace.
His wife Rudra came over with a mug of ale. “ Did ye find ‘im, love? “
Veron gave a tired nod. “ Aye. Well, as far as we could tell. There wasnae enough of ‘im left tae identify fer certain. “
Shaking his head sadly the dwarf gazed into his ale. “ If this carries on fer much longer, we’ll be finished before the summer is over. That was the fifth death this month. “
Rudra frowned in anger. “ We cannae let that happen! Yer family have been here fer too long tae be beaten by a beast like that! Send fer help love, there’s no shame in that – we’re not warriors, we’re peaceful folk. “
“I already sent a messenger tae Ironforge with a letter, but Magni’s forces are spread too thin tae worry about some beast killin’ off our rams.”
Some time later, as Veron drained his mug for the final time before bed, there was a knock at his door.
On his doorstep stood a young dwarf in plate armour, wearing the crossed hammer tabard of the Stonefoot Clan.
“ Bit late fer business isn’t it lad? Do ye really need tae buy a ram that badly? ”
Grinning slightly, the dark haired dwarf shook his head. “ Nae master Amberstill, Im here about that note ye sent tae Ironforge. About the beast. Hurin Shatterstar at yer service.”
Laughing with relief, Veron Invited him inside, then looked outside in confusion. “ Where are the rest? Did ye ride ahead? “
Hurin fingered his long braided beard and looked down at the floor. “ Well, er.. I came alone. The Thane took a ship tae Northrend this mornin’ wi’ most o’ the lads. Magni asked us tae help the Explorers League wi’ some problems they have. We dinnae have much of a force left in Dun Morogh tae be honest with ye. “
“ I dinnae mean tae be personal lad, but ye dinnae expect tae take onVagash single handed do ye? Even if ye can track ‘im down, he’ll most likely eat ye alive! I reckon at least half a dozen lads would be needed tae handle him. “
Hurin nodded. “ I ain’t that dumb master Amberstill, I dinnae plan on scourin’ the mountains fer a yeti on me own. I just wanted tae let ye know help is on its way. I’m headed fer Anvilmar tae raise a militia force. Once I’ve put ‘em through their paces a bit we’ll march here and sort out the beast for ye. “
The tension eased from Veron’s face and he had to resist the urge to pump a fist in the air. “ That’s grand news! How can I repay ye lad? “
“ Well, if ye could send over tae Thunderbrews fer a keg or three of ale, I reckon we might work up a thirst by the time we’re done wi’ that yeti. Now, if ye’ll excuse me, I have a long ride ahead of me yet. But I’ll be back. “
With a parting nod, Hurin left the house and began the final leg of his trip to Anvilmar.
Server: Moonglade EU Faction: Alliance Venue: Brewnall Village, Dun Morogh Contact: Xantippe
XantiPep Productions presents…
A “Small” Summer Celebration
When: Tuesday the 7th of July, starting at 19:00 [Server Time]
Where: Brewnall Village in Dun Morogh
For Who: Everyone of the grand Alliance (Apologies to the Horde)
What: A ceremony in memory of the Fall of Gnomeregan and a Gnomish tradition including ice skating on Iceflow Lake
Even though years have passed since Gnomeregan fell through treason, the invasion of Troggs and the significant blunder of entoxicating the city – the Gnomes who once inhabited it have anything but forgotten their tragedy. Families were torn apart, friends were lost and great heroes rose only to go down together with what they fought to protect. On the 7th of July we will commemorate the lost Gnomish lives and the sacrifices they made. Therefor we invite members of the Alliance to gather at Brewnall Village, from where you will be safely guided to the remnants of the city, where a speech will be held in their honour. People who attend are encouraged to pay respects by placing flowers or other tokens.
Afterwards everyone is invited to uphold and enjoy a local Gnomish tradition. After the harsh winter season, there will be the celebrating of the coming of summer, soothing the eternally frozen Dun Morogh. You best train your balancing skills, because there will be an ice skating competition on Iceflow Lake!
Skates can be obtained at Brewnall Village for those who don’t own a pair. Everyone is allowed to entertain themselves on the ice, there’s no need to register in advance. The judges, Pepple and Xantippe Wottarackit, will move around to be sure they have seen everyone bust their moves and will evaluate after.
There shall be plenty of prizes to win, from the most artistic to the most comical, from ‘Best Balance’ to ‘Bum-Bound’ skater, etc! So let your creativity flow.
Server: Moonglade EU Faction: Alliance Venue: Ironforge, Dun Morogh Contact: Sarzha
You walk down the streets of Ironforge when you spot a small Tavern. After what you know, that very Tavern have been deserted for years, abandoned really. But you see a lot of Goblins carrying in boxes, while a man stands with a large book and takes notes. As you narrows your eyes, to examine him further you notice that this human male is a Death Knight.
You quickly loose your focus off him, as a loud clash can be heard. You notice a Goblin just dropped a bowl, and two other Goblins starts to shout at him. Near the two Goblins who began shouting, you see a sign. “Sarzha’s Grotto”… As you loose intrest in it all, you walk off. Though you pay little attention to your surroundings, and suddenly a Goblin bumps into you. As you look down, you see him holding a large poster that says. “Sarzha’s Grotto Rules.
1. No weapons or armor, please give it at the entrance to Sarzha if you have any. With the exception of Ironforge Guards. Deposit of gear costs money.
2. Do not cause too much trouble. Or you will be thrown out, and won’t get your stored equipment back before the day after.
3. No racism, of any races, gender, living or dead.
4. No use of magic, you can’t use any of it anyway. This Tavern is warded.
5. Ironforge Guards gets a free drink.
Server: Sporeggar EU Faction: Alliance Venue: Multi Contact: See Below 25th – 31st May 2009. Sporeggar/Alliance.
Sporeggar’s role-play awareness week, sponsored by the Coalition – aka the Underfoot Brigade, the Hyjal Sentinels and the Golden Leaf. This week long event will celebrate role-play and will hopefully encourage as many people as possible to remember why they came to Sporeggar in the first place – to role-play.
We would urge as many of you as we can to put aside your Instance runs, your levelling and your raiding in favour of concentrating on role-playing. This isn’t a great feat to try to encourage, after all a week only consists of 7 days. Role-play is expected to take place any and everywhere and not just in “role-play events” or simply between your fellow guild friends. Read more… »
Server: The Sha’tar EU Faction: Alliance – Gnomes & Dwarves Only Guild: Coldridge Aviators Venue: Coldridge Valley, Dun Morogh Contact: Falkeshall
Next Sunday (31st May), you are encouraged to roll yourself a brand new Gnome or Dwarf who will be invited into <Coldridge Aviators> at our Cadet rank. All Cadets will then have exactly thirty minutes to do whatever they wish with their character: level, twink, wander round Anvilmar, etc. At the end of the half hour, the person with the most XP wll be awarded a prize!
The training does not stop there however, for the guild will then convert to a raid group and we will besiege the cave holding the fearsome Old Icebeard, colloquially known as the Dun Morogh version of Hogger. Read more… »
through the leadership. Are you tired of it? Join Lord Ráimson Barlov and the Ironforge Royal Academy as they move to Ironforge, away from greed, corruption and crime and start a new history for the Alliance. Ask yourself, it is time for change?
