Lefty 1696 Share Posted May 23, 2017 As the Grand King walked through the empty streets of Kal’Omith towards the royal palace, he began to look back in remembrance as the once busy, bustling and vibrant city it once was, and how it was a shadow of it’s former self, as was he. He had noticed how things had become in his homeland, kegs ran dry, the coffers slowly emptying bit by bit, and the people moving on to things better and fresh. Things had started off so brightly for the young Grand King, as the people cheered his name in the streets and admired his bravery, yet he could not stop things from slowly descending down to a situation beyond his abilities to repair. As he made his way up the lift to his palace, he began to pity himself, everything he had done was worth nothing as his nation grew weak. He had failed the dwarves. He stood atop the balcony of his palace as he took one final look upon the once great Kal’Omith. Thinking of those he cared for most, those who stayed loyal throughout the entirety of his reign, and those who helped him make the nation what it was once was. As the doubt began to die down in his mind, he took one deep breath, and took a step off of the ledge. The Grand King, was dead. OOC: A short poem I wrote about the Bastion’s reign, hope ya enjoy. Bastion’s reign started lively and bright He was a dwarf filled with honour, passion and fight Finishing Algoda’s legacy with the destruction of Oren Whilst he made peace with enemies old and foreign He showed his savvy through mandates and acts Meeting with other powers to create non-aggression pacts He sought friendliness and peace with Axios’ other nations Yet the Norlandic aggression lowered his expectations His people wanted war but victory was what he sought He did not wish to fight a battle which could not be fought So his aggression halted as he waited for a while To see if the Norlandic people would be willing to reconcile Whilst this all happened his people grew wary Some found his taxations unfair and arbitrary His councilmen grew fat, greedy and lazy His goal for a better Urguan began to become hazy Arcadia was next as a pillar of hate But the Grand King stood firm as he set things straight However dwed still disappeared, not a sound not a sight Yet when the echoes of war came many showed to fight The battles where quick yet the dwarves wanted a challenge However the Siege of the Krag was something they could not manage By this point more and more good dwed had left His conquest had failed due to the Dunamian theft As the Grand King battled, an arrow struck his chest Which left him in a coma as he was laid to rest The dwarves grew angry as his reign was tiring and long But all Bastion had truly wanted, was to make Urguan strong. So that’s that, the Grand King is dead. I’ve been Grand King for so long I honestly don’t even remember what it was like before it. Honestly my reign started off good but slowly descended due to inactivity and a lack of fresh RP, and whilst I tried my best I ultimately failed. One thing I’m thankful for is my friends, literally the dwarves are one big family and we could spend 2 hours fighting then just forget about it and have a laugh as if nothing happened, and they made me enjoy kingship so much. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
gandalfo 1452 Share Posted May 23, 2017 "Although a sad moment for Urguan, We must look fowards and not continue to trip over this event. May Bastion's family be well during this time, But may Urguan continue to grow, even with this event." -Darid states Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordCommander 163 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Thond Doomforged is sitting in the grand seat of the Doomforged Clan Hall, reading reports. Then suddenly a Dwarven Citizen comes running into the Clan Hall, screaming out about the death of the King. Thond Doomforged looks up for a moment, blinking as he takes in his words, taking him a moment to realize it. The cold nature of Thond fades in into a fury as he screams out. "WOT?! Dere be no way our King be dead!." He rises from the seat and tossed to the side his reports, then barks again at the Citizen of Kal'Omith. "If ye be true!, take me to w'ere 'e died, if ye be a liar, I'll use yer teeth as an anvil." After thirty minutes of travel, he notices the broken body of his king. His Glowing eyes burn with grief and anger, he aggressively motions the citizen to walk away as he walks towards the remains of his King. Barking out orders left in right for Legionnaires to secure the location, to make sure the praised Crown of Urguan was safe. Despite the angered formality he keeps. Deep down, Thond Doomforged is struck with grief as he stares at his King that he served faithfully. His worries about the future of Urguan becoming worse at such a grave sight. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soggy365 162 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Aldal grips the hard stone wall to support himself as the news is delivered. His face is drawn into an expression of confusion and horror, his blue eyes welling up with tears. "Igor an' Bastion, an' Kjell too... Oi've seen an 'ole loine o' kin, some truleh close friends, pass aweh an' venture tehr Khaz'A'Dentruum, whoile moi bones age an' ah waste away 'ere en this world. Why did this 'appen, tehr a youn' lad en 'is proime... such sorrows 'ave befallen 'is famileh, oi can 'ardly take eht. 'E wus a good king, a worldly diplomat, an' 'e 'as left a foine legacy." With some effort, the dwed turns to the rest of his kin, thrusting a fist into the air and shouting, his voice raked by tears. "Deh King es dead, Long Live The King!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fimlin 1997 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Fimlin walks down the road in Kal'Omith, looking down at the partially faded stain for a while before continuing down the street. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zacho 2177 Share Posted May 23, 2017 "Lub zoul travul gud in zeh zkiez "Says a passing four armed abomination Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Glocky18 545 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Gloin Ireheart would sigh and falls to his knees before he'd begin to talk to himself. "T'e Grand King has fallen, a sad moment fer our kingdom... Back en Vailor he was like a brother to me... but ever since I left our grand mountain I never had the chance to catch up with me all these 'ears and I feel sorry for this. May Yemekar guide your soul my Grand King." Gloin would raise his cup on the air before drinking what it contains. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zezimus 1523 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Standing above the Grand King's lifeless body, Wulfgar lowers his head into a bow, signing a hammer and anvil across the centre of his chest, before leaning down to close the dwarf's eyes. Bastion was a friend he had fought and served alongside since his reign of Urguan during the first Fringe War, and alas, he had been honoured to serve the dwarf during the waning years of his own. "Sons ov Urguan, Bastion Ireheart 'as led us through many toils n' tribulations in 'is reign as king. 'e shall be remembered as a good ruler, even if 'e did not see it in loife. 'owever, it is true t'e gods 'ave not granted their favour unto our kin in recent years; for that, oi believe it is toime oi embark on a pilgrimage to regain their blessin's, n' for that ov our fallen kin. In t'ese dark toimes, Urguan requires true leadership. Bastion's successor must give us t'e unity t'is kingdom needs." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
L0rdLawyer 2272 Share Posted May 23, 2017 'Greed' claps. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greener 687 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Odin dies in laughter, "W'ot a fawkin' pusseh. Suicide iz nae a true deat' ya fatha shuld ov taught yer dat." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Beamon4 1690 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Dimlin Irongut would be sitting at his desk drafting documents for his new job, as he would sign his name on one of the documents he would hear screaming coming from the outside. "Must beh another raid..." He would say strapping on his Uniform and heading outside with his sword out and his helmet on, as he walked outside locking the door to his house the screams would become clear. Citizens screaming and crying yelling the death of the Grand King. He would move forward to where a crowd had gather at area approaching the gates of the Throne Room. He would look horrified at the bloodied and muddled corpse. before looking at Thond helping his secure the Legionaries around the Body before muttering. "Bastion.....No....Why.....Must...Our King es dead." The Newly elected High Consul would say closing his eyes pushing his hand towards his chest and straightening his posture following the dwarves around him "The King is dead...Long live teh King." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_pr0fit 3084 Share Posted May 23, 2017 "Hmm" Vykk thinks hearing the news, "I couldn't think of a more cowardly death for a liar and dishonorable being than this, perhaps the next king won't be a warmongering tyrant." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LatzMomo 2088 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Artyom Smile Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Legoboy7984 3155 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Agnar would frown shedding a tear as he looks at Bastion. "Tell fat'er I said 'ello...." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dreek 1633 Share Posted May 23, 2017 Drynn is disappointed in his brother for committing suicide. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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