A Fallen Dwarf

[Fitermon 668]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EQ6eHeBrhM

 

Kelgrim Ireheart stood bravely as the rain fell upon his armor, his sword readied for deadly and decisive combat. His allies stood by his side as the Undead prepared for battle as well.

 

"Fer Dungriiiiiiiiiimm!" his voice rang out through the midday rain, his expression fierce and prideful. He charged first at the Undead, taking no heed to aid either his allies, or to fight off any other horrid abominations the Undead conjured in his path. Rather, he charged forth valiantly, slicing, stabbing, piercing, and dismembering many of the creatures between him and his foe. He lunged at the Undead, and managed to strike him once or twice, before another wave of creatures was upon him. A wither skeleton delivered a fierce blow to his right, and magma cubes squoshed and slapped his left. Although he was heavily outnumbered and outmatched by the horrid beings, he kept fighting through every throe and pain, determined to slay Khorvad's minion. However, he could not endure much longer, and as the Undead joined in on striking at him, he only was able to weakly swing as he was struck, falling onto his back. "Lads!" He shouted, his allies still engaged in their own encounters, "Dunnae let 'im get aweh! Kill 'em! Kill 'em fer me!"

 

Kelgrim then took his final breaths before he was struck in his face, dieing in a gruesome, untimely manner. Although he did not get to say his farewells to those he cared for, and those he fought for, his final thoughts were not only of his failure to his people, but his failure to his clan, that he was unable to fight well enough, that he did not have enough faith in Dungrimm or in Yemekar to endure through his final fight.

 

 

Rest in Peace, Kelgrim the Killjoy Ireheart.

 

(To the Dwarves, you guys have provided some of the most fun RP I've had since I joined back in Aegis, and it was incredibly interesting and entertaining. To those who've RPed with Kelgrim, I am sorry that you won't be able to see his idiocity and arbitrariness. He was a fun character, but I felt as if he wasn't the best of characters, and he began to lose his luster after having done a variety of insane, stupid, fun adventures and antics.)

[JVQ 1719]

Vorstag mourns the death of his kin, may he rest in peace with the best. Kjell, Igor and Dreek.

[wolfdwg 2677]

Kresh walking away from the scrap, as his minions finish off newcomers, smiles remembering each and every kill he got. He remembers Kelgrim's all too clearly, "That stunted man was a good fighter almost brought me down, but mhhh.... oh how I savour his cries of mercy..." He lets a insane laugh before realizing a golden stud in his chest, then realizing it happens to be a golden nipple plate....

 

 

((Not joking no ooc matter, it actually happened, and he actually wore such.))

[Fitermon 668]

Kelgrim's nipples were not coated by gold nipple plates, but were rather actually gold surgicially attached to his chest. A bird flies off with Kelgrim's original golden nipples, and the two newer ones shine brightly on Kelgrim's chest, his crimson warm blood over some of the surface. ((Yes, they WERE actual gold. They are the best nipples a man could have ever known.))

[Glyc 234]

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