Lyons are Ironwalled

*in great paper upon Ironhouse front gate*

Thane Fohgar Ironhouse hereby honour his father clan, by invoking the ancient tradition of Ironwalling the Lyons.
No Dwarf of the Ironhouse clan, shall by this day and until my death speak or recognise the exsistance of the Ironwalled. By no word or action may you react upon their actions, for you my cousins shall be a wall of Iron. Save the exception of physical assault from the Ironwalled, where you shall let every pound of steel fall upon their heads and crush them hard and without mercy.

This order goes to the clanmemebers of Ironhouse, but since I do not expect the needed resillience from our non-bearded citizens, you shall only take upon the dwarven tradition if you believe to withstand their presence for eternity with not the sligtest grimace.

Once the tradition has been invoked, it is considered dishonouring to be the part of the Ironwall first to crack. May Moradin have forged your steel hard enough to withstand their words, presence and reputation.

*those with some dwarven lore, would know that this tradition is only invoked in very few dwarven clans, and that it is a honorful way to prevent further deterioration with relations to a certain faction. Some dwarfs say: "I would rather Ironwall my best friend, then let us become enemies, but only the day when I see all hope is lost".

((on a totally oocly note, this is really cool peice of lore))

((Agreed, I love that...sorry for the ooc))

*Hafur would have no respons from any dwarf, but surely see a few non-dwarfs going through the gate at occasions. Also there would be clear knowledge that some non-dwarfs are beeing called citizens of Ironhouse, and maybe they would know more*

Lairena wanders into the halls mask-less, though as usual, she as a hood raised to hide her horns as best she can now that they'd grown so much. She barely notices Hafur as her nose is quite firmly in a book that she is reading as she walks slowly across the bridge toward the gates of the hall.

*Silia a blue-ish skined woman also wounders in and out of the halls often*

Seven-Eight months later Hafur appears again before gates of Ironhouse. Being Ironwalled and ignored by fellow dwarves for all this time did not stop him to care for Ironhouse anyway. He brings a recipe of a potion to them. If they refuse to accept it he leaves it on the ground. He says no word as he expects to be ignored again, unless someone else starts a conversation first. If Ironhouse would opens recipe, they would find:

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Potion: Spray of Blight Killer
Target: All flora, useful for grass, flowers, farm plants, does not effect trees and tree size plants
Area of Effect: Large
Components:

• Barley 10 oz. freshly sprouted seeds
  
• Blackthorn Berries 5 oz.
  
• Echinacea Roots 20 oz. (dried roots)
  
• Dragon's Blood 18 oz of bark (keep out of sun after separation)
  
• Vervain 15 oz. worth of whole plant

Effect: Destroys viruses, parasites and bacterias from plants effected by slimy doom, banishes plague from them, raises plants immunity system and cures them from any physical damage that they might suffered.
Duration: 24 hours
Use: Shake the bottle and then spray effected plants with its content under pressure. You do not have to spray large area, as it has chain reaction and cure will spread to other plants through ground root web and in air via pollen. After a day plants will be healthy again.
Negative Effect: Creatures allergic on pollen will cough as long they remain in area under effect.