A Confession From A Dwarven Lord

[Dreek 1633]

Lord Fariken Irongut stands in the sector of the Clergy District, gazing upon the Dwarven Masses, hands behind his back, and a grim expression on his face. Nodding to the crowd and the faces of the Gods around him, he begins his speech.

 

“Meh fello kin an descendents ov Urguan, ah com tu ye wid ma ‘ead hung low an meh proid an honeh smash’d. Ah com tu ye tudey afteh da beck an furth wid oren’s diplomats. Ah, loike maneh ov meh lurds, wunt tu end dis wur an focus un mur productiv fings, su ah com wit ah confessiun. Ah wus un ov da dree individuals behoind da Scurg joinin oor renks. Ah act’d oot ov desperatiun an dinae wunt us tu luuse oor sacred lend. Ah realoise dat brengin dem en an wennin, wuud beh ah far wurse conclusiun den lusin wifoot dem. Fer dis, ah usk fer yer furgivness. Ah ‘ave spent coontless ‘ours prayin tu da guds an meh ancestehs fer fergivnes. ‘Owevah, da tu indviduals whu dinae seek fergivness, Lurd Zahrer Irongindeh an Dizzeh Irungrindeh, fer der actiuns continu tu stend as dey ar, an hoide der contect wit da scurg. Ah will let dem du der oon fing, fer ah am nae justic. Ah ‘ope meh kin will fergiv meh fer meh actiuns,wutevah da result tho, ah will nae stend as ah am jus frum dat. Ah ‘ave na jus betray’d Urguan an meh kin, ah ‘av betray’d all ov anfos an will gu befur da UAC un troil fer meh croimes. “

 

With that said, Fariken steps off of his podium and closes his eyes, awaiting judgment from his kin.

 

[Hiebe 2493]

Hiebe sighs at his great dissappointment at his grandson. He is glad though he has finally confessed his sins and will now pray that the Brothmorakin forgive his sins.

[gam 386]

Gamle Irongut listens to this confession, an expression of disbelief forms on his face. He looks down, shakes his head, and turns to leave. He has no words to say to these confessions.

[dude 230]

"a small strelt looks around confused as to his whereabouts, not knowing where he stands, and why he is surrounded by dwarves, in the moment of silence he shouts "'ang 'im!" before looking around confused"

[cj_scout 305]

Keinel Grandaxe stands watching, a surprisingly mellow look upon his face. He talks to himself, reminiscing.

 

"Ah'm nae surproised. . .Fariken 'as alwois been ah l'il numb en th' 'ead. But th' Irongroinders. . .they woul' nae be /t'at/ stupid . . .e'ev if they're Irongroinders."

 

He grunts, leaving after the confession is done.

[gam 386]

Keinel Grandaxe stands watching, a surprisingly mellow look upon his face. He talks to himself, reminiscing.

 

"Ah'm nae surproised. . .Dreek 'as alwois been ah l'il numb en th' 'ead. But th' Irongroinders. . .they woul' nae be /t'at/ stupid . . .e'ev if they're Irongroinders."

 

He grunts, leaving after the confession is done.

 

((Dreek is dead, this is Fariken.))

[cj_scout 305]

((Yes, I just realized that. 'Twas an accident. x3))

[Dizzy771 900]

*Raising his voice above the clamor Dizzy speaks to the crowd, but more so to Fariken, discontent*

 

"Ah demand pruff frem ye fariken. T'a word o-an admited scourge lover means little wit'out pruff. It seems suspicous to blame both Irongrinders, w'en un nae even 'ave aneh position o-power at all! Du ye truly 'ate our clan dat much?"

 

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((Just gonna leave this here))

 

 

 

 

[Dreek 1633]

Fariken nods, acknowledging the judgment. He disappears into the Dwarven Mountains, dead to all.

[Kardel 1054]

Kardel listens, and simply shakes his head. He shakes it and shakes it, refusing to believe Fariken's words. He silently murmurs "Nae. . .nae. . .nae. . .nae. . ." As he does so, Kardel grips the ivory and gold handle of his stick with all his remaining strength, before finally calling upon all his voice's might and yelling "Da scourge! 'Ave dey tayken os oll? Un fuulis', weak ol' dorf loike meh bein' pussesed, aye, ah agree. Ah wus pussesed against meh will, bot even ah wuud never stuup dis luw!" Kardel pauses, and catches his breath, losing his balance. A young, red bearded dwarf next to him holds the frail dwarf up, and Kardel thanks him under his breath, and begins screaming again, his voice cracking as he yells "AH REFUSE TAE BELIEVE DIS! WE BE NAE DA LOUWLEH! NAE! NAEEE!" Kardel, on the verge of weeping, whispers to particularly no-one "Da bruthmurdakin 'ave truly abanduned os nou. . .abanduned. . ." He is then helped elsewhere by the youth next to him to regain himself, weak from the Cleric's purification of the Taint out of him.

[Zezimus 1523]

Upon hearing of Fariken's confession, Wulfgar sighs deeply at the dwarf's words, not knowing who to trust any longer. He turns to face towards the Lord's Council, a concerned look filling his eyes.

 

"Fer 'is admittance, t'e lad deserves ah fair troial. T'ere ar' maneh ov our kin 'o 'ave stroived fer atonement in t'e past aftah all."

[Greener 687]

After hearing the news the Inquisitor mutters to himself

 

"Heretic"

[Soggy365 162]

*High Prophet Aldal Ireheart turns to Kardel*

 

"Nae Kardel, deh Brathmordakin 'ave nae deserted us. They will never desert us, nae matter 'ow shameful oor actions ehr."

 

*Aldal turns to Fariken*

 

"Fariken, ah wun' lie. Yeh 'ave betrayed us an' our ancestors. 'Owever, yeh're deh onleh dwarf 'oo 'as admitted teh this, suh ah mus' commend yeh on yehr bravery. Remember, deh Brathmordakin are with yeh, nae matter 'ow bad yehr actions. 'Ave faith, an' they will 'elp yeh in yehr toime o' need."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.