-=- The Confederation Returns to Azgaryum -=-

[mateolog 1623]

 

A hooded dwed looks across the valley of the once grand Confederation of Hammers, the farms healthy and the shrine to the Brathmordakin still intact and take care of, as if even after disappearing some dwed still decided to take care of the valley. As the dwed made his way down he stopped and admired Azgaryum, the untaken, the impregnable. Walking up its finely built stairs the dwed smiled at the fine dwarven architecture. When he made it to the top he could clearly gaze upon the main gate, the gate that held the dwed from Azgaryum safe from all that is outside, as it is known that the fall of the confederation was not for their defeat in battle, but because mortals tend to have weak spirits and break under pressure.

 As he passed through the citizen gate he made his way down the tunnels and to the main plaza of Azgaryum, in the middle two stone statues had been built but their faces were unfamiliar to him as they seemed to have been weathered away from lack of care, one of them seemed to have been used as an area to urinate as the smell of piss still came from it. 

The dwed continued his path and found a council chamber, large, impressive, and yet welcoming. He sat down on a chair that laid towering over the other and he imagined how these dwedmar would have their meetings, and how they would vote on decisions in this chamber. Based on the large amounts of chairs he imagined the council was composed of many types of dwemar, from different clans and different parts of life, as he came down from the chair he approached the rest and inspected them, some had some dirt and leaves left over, as if a gardener had sit in the chair, other chairs had black stains most likely from coal, and some were even stained with blood, would that blood be from the dwed that sat there or from a victim of the dwed was unknown to him. In the corner of the room he could saw a chest, upon its inspection the dwed opened it up. Inside the chest lied a book and under the book lied what seemed to be a flag. Opening the book the dwed could see that it was a set of laws and rules for the members of the council and how they should serve their people; the Darus Krom. Putting the book aside for a moment the took out the flag from the chest, as he did so a bunch of dust would fall from it, the dwed gave it a few pats to clear the flag from all the dust. The flag was a beautiful yellow, green, and black with a sigil of a golden scale in the middle. The dwed gave a light sigh, he felt bad that such a beautiful idea was abandoned.

 He knew there was little he could do but try to give them a last homage, he took the flag and dragged it to the gate house. Once there he walked to the tallest tower of the keep. The winds were strong there, he tied the flag to a post and allowed its colors to flow with the wind. As he looked upon it some ash flew upon his face and eyes forcing him to rub it off his eyes. Once he made sure he could see properly again he looked to the horizon. There were dwedmar coming towards the city, not only that they seemed to be singing a song, an anthem ;

“Let us shout aloud our motto That nothing can tarnish...” Sang a fat tanned dwed guiding the tone of the song with a carrot.
“...Dwedmar of Azgaryum arise! Let us build the nation...” Continued a bald dwed with peebly eyes.
“...At the scale of liberty, Let us renew the solidarity Of the Nations in fraternity...” Sang a ginger dwed bear chested showing off his tattoos
“Azgaryum, praise to thee!” They all sang at the same time.
Then banners could be seen, it was the Cottonwoods, the Metalfists, and the Hamerforge clans.

“Golden scale of hope and honour To all who thirst for liberty.” Would chant a blond dwed with a pelt over his head as he dragged some heads around.
The dwed continued to sing their anthem until they reached the gate.
“Listen also to our prayers, Yemmekar bless us, we are the family of it.
Blessed be this noble land, Gift to us from Urguan's strong hand, Heritage our fathers left to us.
May Yemmekar always help us; Let us always have the firm resolve To love our fatherland, Love our religion and the world.
O Brathmorakins of all creation Bless this our land and nation Justice be our shield and defender May we dwell in unity Peace and liberty Plenty be found within our borders.”

When the song finished the dwed stopped marching and waited in front of the gate. A ginger dwed came out of the group.
“ We are the Confederation of the Hammers, and we have returned. Let this be a safe haven for all dwedmar once more, no matter their origins.” when he finished the dwed pushed up his hand and the crowd who marched with him started to cheer and praise the confederation. Some even started sending pigeons and crows to announce the return of nation.

[Man of Respect 5471]

Dwarfitic Dwarficus Dwarfenius dabs

[Gizmo333 50]

Grimrodd while in exile in a small mountain hears the news the the forges of Azgaryum burn bright once again,He packs all he can and begins to march to his home looking forward once again to being with his people and seeing the grand city of azgaryum grow bright once more.

 

[Raomir 1855]

“At least they go out and lead themselves - independent of those Urguan nostalgics and their self proclaimed King. This ah can respect.” Nerak would say before offering the Confederate Dwarves a Kaz’Ulrah salute before returning to his Clergy work.

[JokerLow 1317]

A hooded dwarf burst into a laugh while walking away.

[Mickaelhz 4300]

Utak would be in Azgaryum with Bjor, who would be bowling with the head of a fallen king "Cottonwood, it be toime!".

The hooded one would notice a bird flying in, holding a letter written by a wise man.

He'd start reading the letter out loud to the cottonwood, who couldn't read, saying: "Tu da iconic duo o' Azgaryum, we s'all be meetin suhn on da spot w'ere a royal beard fell tu da ground, w'ere royalteh 'ad been decrowned!".

Bjor and Utak would smile brightly.

"Da meetin s'all be about da return of da Hammers' confederation." he'd read to the cottonwood.

"Toime for ale!" Bjor'd shout at Utak, who would've already departed to the tavern.

 

 

[chaotikal 2392]

"oh okay" said dormin the doomforge

[Burnsy 437]

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

 

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