The Lord's Return

[Hobolympic 1093]

A stormy night it was, grim and cold as Lord Clan Father Balek Irongut returned to his citadel, sitting upon his trusty battle boar, his staff mounted on his back. The rain combined with footsteps of many dwarves had made the ground wet and muddy,with  puddles of water and blood from the injured. It did not take long for Balek Irongut to realize that for the first time in known history, the Kingdom of Urguan had been conquered. Tired, beaten dwarves cleared a path to let the Lord stride through the camp unhindered, eyeing him with suspicion. Times had never been this trying, a time when friends and kin would fight among each other, split apart by the political landscape of the era. Thunder roared in the distance as Balek rode up to Hiebenhall Keep, dismounting as he placed himself on top of a rugged boulder nearby. He looked upon the crowd before him, tilting his head as he tapped his staff once on the stone. 

 

"Oi see eh beaten people. Sorrow, anger. Hatred ov dose whom 'ave nae' onleh taken evereh'fin' yeh 'ave, but stolen tha 'earts ov our people as well. Where be tha vigor, where be tha proide ov tha Sons ov Urguan? Look intu yer 'earts, do dey still shoine broight loike tha forge?"

 

Balek points his staff in the direction of the Kazradin mountains. "Dere loies our true 'ome. 'ome ov tha dwarves! Wot wus once our 'ome, is now noffin' but eh poile ov death n' corruption. Khorvad 'as taken tha mountains, our 'omeland, n' 'e intends on keepin' it."

 

He lowers his staff, leaning on it as he scans the crowd once more. "Wot can we dwarves do about such relentless onslaught? What options do we 'ave, t'at we did nae' alreadeh lose in tha battul? Tha answer..." he mumbles, trailing off as he bends down, digging his hand into the wet soil below. He lifts the lump of mud up in the air, squeezing it in his hand. 

 

"Dis! Hieben'all, it shall become a machine ov war! Togethah, Irongut, Ire'eart, Grandaxes, it does nae' matteh, fer togethah, we shall become tha Resistance. We may be eh beaten people, but we remain unbroken. Tha will ov Urguan shall continue, as we reclaim our 'omeland from tha clutch ov Khorvad, n' spill tha blood of evereh traitorous bastard 'oo would stoop so low, as tu call demselves alloies ov tha Ironborn! Burned on eh stake, aloive n' screamin', deir souls ne'er tu enteh tha moighteh Khaz'A'Dentrumm. Such shall be tha' fate ov tha traitors!"

 

Balek raises his fist in the air, the mud seeping down his wrist. "Let us begin, brothers. Let us strengthen our arsenal. Tha moines shall be open tu all dwarves, as we rebuild our army from top tae' bottom, eh new smitheh fer our machinereh ov war, n' 'omes fer all true sons ov Urguan. We let tha Gods know, t'at stone is tougher than smoke n' foire!"

 

[ToenailTickler 290]

Rhozan Krantz Frostbeard cheers."Ya! We should nae bickar wif each ot'er, an' jus' ofcus o us gettin' are 'ome back!"

[Lima 774]

Lori Ireheart nods in approval of his speech, raising a clench fist into the air as he chants "Aruu Aruuu!" With his fellow legionnaires to Balek's speech.

[Hiebe 2493]

Dwain.nods as he moves ores into the furnaces to smelt

[James 425]

* Stomps his staff into the floor* Gilthok Khrothrein, kavir oz Khrothrein.

[Glyc 234]

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