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Latest revision as of 23:14, 16 October 2024

Ironhand Gnomes: Our Grievances image

Ironhand Gnomes: Our Grievances is a common Book about the mistreatment of Clan Ironhand.

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This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.

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The Rivington General X: -7 Y: -63

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ALL KNOW that the primal source of mechanomagical method and measurement is GAERDAL IRONHAND, gnomic deity of militant artifice.


For generations, the Ironhand clan reverently toiled in their Baldur's Gate workshops creating intricate devices of precision and beauty, crafting in peace alongside the sweatshops of lesser artisans. Sometimes, in their generosity, the Ironhands even shared methods with these Others.


But then did the adherents of the thief-god GOND, in their hubris, found a House of Wonders and arrogate to themselves the labour and credit of all mechanomagical works in Baldur's Gate. And many gnomes did join the Gondians, to their shame.


And the voice of GAERDAL spoke to Wolverforce Bongle and said unto him, 'Suffer not these Gondians to steal thy livelihoods'. And so Wolverforce spake out against the Gondians, citing the flaws and errors in their shoddy works, rightly extolling the superiority of the creations of the Ironhands.


In response the Gondians, in their envy and choler, did utter vile slander and calumny against the Ironhands. And Wolverforce was wroth.


Therefollowed the death of Wolverforce in the Unfortunate Runepowder Incident, and the Ironhands, with the complicity of the Flaming Fist, were driven from the city into woeful exile.