Gold Melting

[KarmaDelta 969]

(A more recent painting of Durack Goldhand wearing his adventurers garb)

 

The Month of Summer of Sun's Smile, 1549

The Cold Dwarven Lands of Kal'Akash

 

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The sounds coming from the tavern can be heard throughout the lands as many Dwarves among othe races compete in bar games, story telling, trade agreements, and simply drinking. Of course, unless you're Durack that is. 

 

Durack could be seen sitting in the back corner of the tavern, eagerly spinning his Goldhand coin on the table, waiting for a member of the current Goldhand clan to meet him. It has been many days since he declared a meeting in public, yet no clan member has heard his call.

 

"Mmmmmm.....", Durack would groan. "W'ere teh fawk ahre dey.... Ah swear upon meh uhn dead Motha dat ef dey nae come, ah'll just guh 'ead wiff moi plans. Ef dis is 'ow dey 'andle a declaration, den dey ahre some posh 'nd sorreh excuses fer Gol'an's.", Durack would continue.

 

As he continues to to spin his coin, his annoyance grows, and after some time, he slams his fist onto the table. His fist would slightly crack the stone table and create an audible snapping noise that rung throughout the tavern. Those inside the tavern would stop what they are doing and look in the direction of the noise, where they lay eyes upon Durack getting up and pushing his way through the crowd to the center of the tavern where he gets up onto a table, and makes another declaration,

 

"LISTEN Now YEH CURREN' GOL'AN'S! OI, DURACK GOL'AN' WISH TUH SPEAK WIFF YEH! AH WILL NAE ASK A FOINAL TOIME! EF YEH NAE 'EAR MEH CALL NUH, DEN SUH BE ET! AH WILL TAKE OVAH TEH CLAN 'ND PROPERLEH BEA' SOME MANNAHS INTAH YUH! AH'VE BEEN WAI'IN DEHS 'ERE 'ND YEH ALL IGNORE MEH! AH JUST 'AD AH SIMPLE REQUES' TUH SPEAK, 'ND YEH NAE EVEN SHUHD! SUH DIS ES E', COME BEFO'E YEH DIS'ONAH DEH NAME OVE GOL'AN'!"

 

After jumping down from the table, he would stride past those who were holding their ears in pain from the bellowing of Durack. Not once has anyone heard of a Goldhand this loud and demanding outside of a trade deal, and they wander if Durack truly is a caring yet economically sane dwarf related to his clan. After all, a few have met his father, Finian, personally, and they have not once even hear him utter a profanity, which was strange within the Dwarven world.

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