Wherever danger is, we are ready and mustered.
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Proud gnome squad
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Wherever it be, the Assemblage assembles!
An archive from past events.
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woah whos that cool guy in the background there?
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As someone put it for me today⌠Events in the Assemblage are a die for! Only here can your character die because of your own allies, then be brought back to life from a soulstone by a warlock who got shot in his buttcheek with a gun. 
I wholeheartedly love this guild and suggest it to any gnome RPers!
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The Planning:
The Meeting:
The ACTION:
The Safety:
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Excuse me, what about diversity? We also take in both kinds of dwarf.
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For legal reasons
We have another event coming up tomorrow. Are we going to get mugged by the locals of the Brawlpub? Yea maybe
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The investigation:
The Neutralization:
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The Assemblage has been spending time in New Tinkertown to help the local Infantry patrol the streets.
Come say hi soldiers! Weâre online everyday.
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The Assemblage will soon be heading to the shores of Kalimdor to do battle, BUT where and against who?
Join now and find out!
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On the right track
Dutiful Soldiers
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OK whoever took those screens is a LEGEND
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Assemblage,
Our time is now. We will forge a path of technology in the wake of our enemies!
â C.C Railcraft
The Assemblage is now leaving for Kalimdor, catch us at the docks before we leave for a new story and experience!
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Loyal allies,
Our course has been changed, we will now deal the final crushing blow against Orgrimmar.
If any stalwart individuals still remain in the undergrowth of Durotar, now is the time to reveal yourself.
Today, High Tinker Mekkatorque will be avenged!
Cog Captain Railcraft
If anyone is up for the roleplay around the current conflict in Durotar, come find us! 
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The cold night winds of Durotar were blowing through the holes in the ruined fortress where the Assemblage found shelter. The drops Ryder sweated during the sultry day had dried on his skin and armor. A musky scent emanated from his armpits.
The gnome had been trying to sleep for hours⌠yet the stench combined with the whirlwind of thoughts in his head had kept him awake throughout the night.
The scenarios he created in his head were multiple. In one he was decimating the goblins of Bilgewater, in another he was shutting down those elves and humans who would make fun of him for his height and attitude. Yet the most recurring one was him, valiantly standing inbetween the Horde and Mekkatorque in the Battle of Dazarâalor, feet planted on the ground and weapons unsheathed, ready to take down any who would wish to arm the High Tinker, ready to die⌠in his stead.
He clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall of the Keep. A surge of emotions was filling his body, anger and rage twisting and turning in his heart as his mind cut to Gelbinâs body laying down⌠and Gallywix standing right next to it.
He was brought back to reality by his bleeding hand. He didnât even realize heâd hurt himself⌠until the scenario in his head was over. He took a series of heavy breaths as if he had just woke up from a Nightmare. He was sweating even more now, his heartbeat was fast and his legs were twitching and shaking. He forced himself to lie down and put a hand on his plexus to try and stabilize his breath.
His mind granted him one last vision: Anduin, standing side by side with the Horde, entering Orgrimmar carrying Saurfangâs body.
âHe has forgotten.â
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Ashstrike looked out over the alien landscape of Durotar, the desert shimmered and seemingly swayed in the heat; it reminded her of the fires of home, but also of the flames of Ragnaros.
She wasnât sure what had just happened, or what it would mean to the Alliance as much as the Horde, the war is over now they said; but would it ever truly be over?
The answer she settled on was no.
The elves still eager for blood to avenge their lost home and kin, the gnomes vengeful over the inevitable death of their leader; she saw in them both a blood rage that had engulfed her own people, a single fanatical purpose that drove and informed every action, the downfall of many Dark Irons.
The flames danced in her mind, the sobering thought of fighting the curse of her own rage now echoed by the vengeful machinations of her allies. She was ever the dutiful soldier, but even she had her doubts about this plan they had put forth.
Whatever the outcome, she knew it would likely test her resolve; and that of her compatriots.
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We will be avengedâŚ
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After a fierce battle against the Hand of Conquest on Azsharaâs border, the Assemblage retreated and found an ancient Gnomish Vault where they decided to spend the nightâŚ
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The Assemblage of Uld have finally made it into the hidden vault in Azshara, all while still continuing the goood fight!
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