Thereās a lot going onā¦
Gilneas is filled with RP, from every direction!
And the Morodnir are doing their part to help their Gilnean and Stromgarde allies in their huge military campaign to liberatte the human kingdom!
Never let it be said a Dwarf forsook their oath of alliance! 
Busy busy busy in Gilneas!
The battle continues!
Can you smell what the Lokātar is cooking?!
Honestly though, despite circumstances we enjoyed our brief skirmish with this bunch of Dwarves!
Cheers fer ridinā in, in the nick oā time, and batterinā those Scarlets who rode up on me and mah pals. The sight of all those rams charginā in filled me with pride, so it did.
Anything for kin and allies!
Another day! Another moment for an overdue update!
The Morodnirās been mighty busy of late! After returning from Gilneas the Dwarves set out to settle their own peopleās affairs! First on the agenda? A mysterious string of elemental summonings plagueing the Dark iron clan.
Following the clues to Redridge the Morodnir learned of a group called the Sulfuran Adherents and recovered an elemental artifact pilfered by the local gnolls!
Unable to discern the true intentions of the adherents and desperately needing a clue to track them down the company now seeks to deepen their understanding of the artifact with hopes it might lead them to their next clue.
Sharing the battlefield to reclaim alliance lands is all well and good. But there is something refreshing about a true Dwarven adventure.
If youāre looking for a Dwarven place to be. Feel free to stay tuned for more info on our adventures.
The Morodnirs hunt for the Sulfuran adherents led them to the magical land of Suramar where they managed to Stop their efforts once more. now the trail leads home, to Khaz Modan.
Unfortunately for Donar, Vedir survived. Iāve never seen Donar sadder than when Vedir started breathing again.
After returning from the wilds of Suramar the Morodnir had little chance to rest as the mysterious Sulfuran Adherents were on the move in the Burning steppes.
After rushing to confront them the Dwarves of the Morodnir learned the truth. Revealing the adherents to be little more than an offshoot of the Twilightās hammer.
Led by a flame ascendant called Ignareth the Morodnir were in for a fight for their lives. Unable to slay Ignareth the Morodnir instead cast him into the firelands full well knowing he would eventually emerge .
Having sustained grave injuries the Morodnir now travels to the mystical world tree of Amirdrassil to visit their elven friends and seek healing of both the body and the spirit.
Also we heard they had a neat new bubblebath and weāre all here for that.
So yeah. Been a busy time to be a dwarf. And there is alot more coming as we have several new stories in the works and even more side projects cooking up at the same time.
If you wanna learn what being a dwarf is all about? You wanna bring honour and hope to hearth and home?
Justā¦drop us a messageā¦ I guess!
Tall tales! In BelāAmeth!
The Morodnir had a great time in Belāameth and now are back in the Eastern Kingdoms, most precisely in Aerie Peak, helping around the Wildhammer dwarves with different tasks.
No explenations, just some good clean Dwarven fun in the Aerie tavern.
I just love the dwarven pose. Isnāt just sleeping, but utterly knocked out.
Dwarf gang
Dwarves be dwarfinā
Thereās something suspicious going down in Caer Darrow, but will the Morodnir find out before itās too late?
Everyone: āHmm we need to see whatās going on down thereā
Throrgar: āOh look, that cloud is shaped like a bunnyā
Heās back! HEH 
Meanwhile, the Morodnir are chilling in Strom prior to a venture in the plaguelands!
Itās time for high adventure!
Stay tuned for one of our famous crazy wizard screenshot dumps!
IāM NOT CRAAAAAZY-- ā¦ ā¦ ā¦ -Ahem-
Itās been a hectic week for the Morodnir, having leapt two feet first into the plaguelands! Our mission? Charged by the matriarch of clan Snowspear to find her late husbands remainsā¦ the bones of Thane Uli Snowspear!
Our adventure began as we investigated the region around Northdaleā¦
Unfortunately it wasnāt long before we found ourselves battling the ravenous undead!
having fended the zombies off, we discovered a few clues that led to a dwarven made shrine in commemoration of fallen comrades. And a ghost!
Sadly before we could act, we were set upon by a massed horde of the undead, and retreating to an Argent tower made our stand!
Sword and shield, axe and gun, bomb and bow, light and storm! We fended them off until the undead were ground to dust. But only questions remained, all clues pointing to Corrins crossingā¦
And therein we were guided by the haunting dead! A spirit of a fallen Dwarfā¦
And set upon by less than pleasant spectres!
However, once again the clues pointed eslewhere, so in the meantime we dug in and improved our camp!
Returning to our quest, we ventured North to a ruined tavern that Thane Snowspear had visited, finding only the decayed bones of a tavern keeper clutching a note. The terror stricken writings spoke only of a group of Dwarves and Elves defending the tavern before being dragged Northā¦
Investigating the area and following all signs north-bound, we soon found a scourge slaughterhouse strewn with the remains of long dead men, elves and Dwarves!
Chief among them was the bones and mail, helm and armor of one Uli Snowspear!
Sadly the butchering mad fiend that brought them there, set upon us, cleavers in hand!
Fending them off, it was a merry-manic battle all the way back to the safety of camp.
With our venerated elders bones recovered, weāve since returned to the Aerie and are spending our time in northern regions aiding friends and attending the Gilneas tournament!
Every day is an adventure day in the Morodnir! Until next time!
