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The Death of a Crackhead

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Dargur Goldhand Stood before a council of the dweds for having been seen Guilty of slavery. On 12th of The Grand Harvest in 1739 He would of been exiled  out of Urguan and pay a hefty price to the slave itself it would of been hard for him due already having to need to leave his home land the proud mountain of Urguan and where he was working to honour his clan. The Goldhand, Having a kid and a wife he was a pretty happy man but something lusted in him that he coudn't keep content. 

Dargur would begin searching until he found something that would keep that lust under control. Cactus green, at first it woudn't be a problem doing it lightly only once a week until his lust began to grow as he'd begin to use it more and more. Until it woudn't be controlable being reguarily high, As the days dragged on he began searching for more powerful medicine beginning to  use wizard powder and due the wizard powder he began to act strange.

Due the wizard powder he'd began to change into a heartless dwed beginning to go into slavery beginning to inslave halfings and such to make money.
But when he didn't do drugs he'd always provide for his family and take care of his kid that he so loved Morigana Goldhand and his wife Grianne Goldhand.


But his fate was at a end as he'd turn around seeing Hekkaes  Goldhand in a angered yet sad way as he shouted “Dargur Goldhand I Hekkaes Goldhand want to fight you for a honor duel to the death. May Dungrimm help you”
As Dargur was a honourable dwarf he'd accept. As he'd make his way towards the end of the room as the other dwarves would look at them both intensly they would begin to start fighting as Dargur would do a warcry he'd go for a swing towards Hekkaes body but he blocked it pushing the dwarf back though Dargur would hold his stance as Hekkaes would go for a blow to his arms as Dargur would get hit he'd go to stab Hekkaes into his shoulder. As he did Hekkaes would go for a swift swoop into the neck of Dargur as he'd fall to the ground bleeding from the neck.


As Hekkaes and Dargur both made it to the ground he'd lay near Hekkaes tearing up slowy saying his last words ”Hekkaes please take care of my family. Give Morigana the care i could not provide”
As Haekkes would hear his last words he'd reply “I shall and i will grant your family a good place. May Dungrimm accept you in Khaz’A’Dentrumm and your legacy will not be forgotten”
As Dargur would hear that'd he'd give his last smile and slowly drifted into his last resting place.

Dargur Goldhand from 1636 until 1739

May he rest in peace


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Hekkaes Goldhand would sit at his table, smoking on his wooden pipe as he’d take a sip from his Goldhand Vodka. He’d look at the frozen body of Dargur Goldhand, with a sad face sayingEt ‘ad tu end loike dis.... While speaking, a tear would drop down from his normal blue eye, while the dwarf would continue on smoking his cactus green, with the bloody sword that was used against Dargur on the table.

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Azdal hears news of this happening and lets out a long sigh, standing up within his home that lay deep in the city of the dwedmer, staring out to the ceiling of the cave thoughtfully.

 

“T’slave es t’break t’vereh law of t’Brathmordakin, ah great betrayal tuh t’dwedmer as a people. Ye got exactly wot ye deserved, may ye find nae rest in t’depths of Dungrimm’s ‘all, if ye even wortheh of makin’ et t’ere, filth.

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A white hawk would arrive before Grianne Goldhand with a note strapped to its leg. It would read ‘Your husband is dead.’

Her arms going numb, she’d drop the note. Her pale face now red and wet with tears, she’d let out a cry, ”...No. No... No, no, no...”

She would wrap her arms around her, having suddenly felt a great cold wash over her.

Looking over to the bed of their small home, she’d see her daughter sleeping there. Grianne would close her eyes for a moment before lifting herself up from the hard wood chair, grabbing the note from the stone floor. She’d throw it into the fireplace nearby, the note hurting too much to keep, before walking to the double bed and laying next to her daughter.

Holding her daughter, the last of her late husband, she’d sing a lullaby. This was more to help her than her sleeping daughter.

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Somewhere on the windy peaks of Urguan, a lone cave dwarf looks off at the moon. His eyes gleamed in the starlight as he sat “once more, a beardling dies and another would be future lays to ruin...” He blew a smoke ring at the moon's direction “May they bid you fair, Dargur Goldhand”

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