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The Warhawkes shall rise again.

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Regale scanned the broken keep, his allies shattered, his leaders vanished and countless Dwed left slaughtered across the snowy peaks. The story of the Warhawkes shall be told at last, we shall reclaim our former glory. "The Bakana's have always served the Taloha's but today I shall rise to lead my fallen brethren into a new age, one carved through bloodshed" He raised his axe, the lapis shining in the light, the ornate feathers dangling from its hilt. He gripped his necklace, a singular Phoenix feather shining as it lit the darkened sky "They shall not take away my family, they shall not take away my brothers" 

 

The lone warrior marched to the Dwarven Kingdom seeking an audience with Hogarth, he trembled on the doorstep, a wisp of what he once was "Hogarth, they are all gone, the keep is lost to us" He let out a few solitary tears as he stood, growling slightly. Succumbing to his aggressive past as a hunter "We shall kill them all"

 

One Year Later...

 

He was finally back at his normal strength, he with his new Dwarven allies now ready to reclaim his home. He turned towards his friends, smiling widely "This day I have waited for for a long time and now it is today, we shall reclaim my settlement, for I AM THE LAST WARHAWKE" He roared over the Dwedmar, looking to Hogarth, smiling as he clapped and cheered for the short speech and started marching towards their goal. The mountains were treacherous, the once loyal Bokolo's lost to us, siding with the enemy, Regale road out with his Direwolves, followed by Hogarth and his allies. 

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"Hah." The Prince would randomly chuckle as he continued to sign off certain pieces of beige parchment. 

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Berr hears the news, an irritated frown crosses his visage "They will be eradicated once more .." He mutters to his family, resting at the head of the dining room table.

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Jayce chuckles "Don't go bringing back the dead. They fell apart for a reason." Continuing his work at the smith ((Ba'Ikana*, spell your own last name right.

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

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