A Unexpected Journey

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The Unexpected Journey of Throri 'Warmheart’ Stonemace

 

As the glistening sun rises over the mountains of Kaz’Ulrah, a soft, delicate breeze moves swiftly over their hair and beard of Throri ‘Warmheart’ Stonemace, son of Garrond and grandson of the legendary Gorum Frostbeard. The day was young, the frost, still settling gently onto the fresh green grass. Kal’Tarak was full of sleeping dwedmar, not a stir being made as a three shadowy figures made their way through the street making their way towards the main gate. The 188 year old dwarf would stop dead in his tracks as he exited the main gate, taking one last look of the city he called home. He was far from what he was when he helped his former clan, the Frostbeards, during the Second Frostbeard Rebellion where he fought bravely next to his kin but now he was called a traitor by his brother and most of all his father for serving the Grand Kingdom of Urguan during the War of the Beards and by supporting the Confederation of Hammers against the constant raids. As he thought more and more of his family a deep hatred and fire brewed inside of him, a hatred that could not be easily put out.

 

He looked back into the cavities of his brain, thinking about his 188 years of life, what he remembered of the man who he thought as a far who cast him aside like some dog, he thought about his sons. He remembered fighting alongside Baldin Frostbeard-Grandaxe, his mentor and a dwarf who he thought as a second father to him, during the Siege of the Krag, when he was a much younger dwarf. He remembered the time where he swore an oath to protect Grand King Bastion Ireheart’s daughter, Valia, which he did until she left Old Jornheim where he only saw her only a few more times until her unfortunate fall. He remembered the time when he married his wife Camilla La Bambina in the in the temple in Kal’Tarak. He knew deep in his heart that he was not like the other Frostbeards and so it was time for him to leave them behind to start a new life away from them.

 

 

 

Before the dwarf and his two sons set off again he turned to the both of them “Moi sons. It is toime to leave t’is cursed place. Ah donnae t’ink t’at we will be returnin’ anehtoime soon.” he would look up to the sky “Oi’m sorreh grandfat’er for wot Oi ‘ave done and wot Oi am ‘bout to do” he wipes off his blue frostbeard warpaint, disregarding the clan he used to serve his life for replacing it with a stone coloured warpaint instead “Let us ‘ead out to a place w’ere we will nae be called traitors” he would say leading his children down the steps from the city, through Garrond’s Vale and onto the main road heading towards the Confederation of Hammers

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[!] The gates of the confederation are locked, the guards awaiting the decision of the council to decide weather or not Throri Stonemace is a wanted addition to the ranks of the confederation. His children would be let in if the dwed had let them. But until a decision is made the dwed is not allowed to enter the City.

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1 minute ago, ✗ ≬ ≬ ♏αɟεoℓog ≬ ≬ ✗ said:

[!] The gates of the confederation are locked, the guards awaiting the decision of the council to decide weather or not Throri Stonemace is a wanted addition to the ranks of the confederation. His children would be let in if the dwed had let them. But until a decision is made the dwed is not allowed to enter the City.

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Throri and his Children had only just set off from Kal'Tarak on foot, possibly taking them days or even weeks to reach the Confederation itself

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As Thumril 'Da hammer' Emberbane is in his spiritual world he would see a vision of throri heading to the confederation while thinking of his past he would put a link of what throri told him...

 

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