Letter to the Dwarves. Baldin

[mateolog 1623]

 

 

[!] Baldin stands on the shore of Athera, the boats of the descendants now out of sight as they have departed in their voyage back home. Baldin smiles as he sheds a single tear which flows down his long beard and into the sand of the beach. In his hand he holds a pigeon with a message that reads:

 

“It has been over 224 years since the death of my dear Talia, yet the love for my first wife has never died. I wish to remain with her in Athera and take care of her grave and those of my fellow fallen comrades. The thought of leaving their bodies at the hands of Khorvad is something I cannot bear. This might not be the last time we see each other, however the possibility of my return to the land of the descendants seems slim. It is clear that my time has come and my presence and knowledge is no longer required in Urguan, it is time for the younger dwarves to step up as they have been doing ever since the fall of Kaz’Ulrah.

I bear no anger to any of my fellow dwarves and I wish good fortune on all of you. I give all my possessions to my sons Karl and Merril, the only ones I know the location of. It is my wish that my ferret Skippy will be given to my grandson Gimli.

May Yemekar bless you with good leadership, may Anbella keep our kin honest and our children happy, may Dungrimm give you valor in battle and never let you allow your honor to waver, may Belka always allow you to find your way home, may Ogradhad grant you wisdom in the times where others would opt for violence, may Armakak bless the dwarven economy with prosperity, and may Grimdugan keep our mines rich and filled with ores.

This goodbye might be painful, however, it is not the end. Deep inside my heart I know, we will meet again my beloved kin.”

 

Baldin then releases the pigeon and basks in the silence of the once again empty Athera. He then stands and puts on his cloak “Time tu get tu work…”.

 

[AmericanSimp 512]

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[Luciloo 2680]

As Lulubelle stands aboard the deck, she watches the shoreline shrink. There she might perhaps spy a Dwarven silhouette just briefly, offering a single nod for those left behind.

[nepir 472]

*Watches from a hill, seeing him send the bird off with a smile on his face softly mumbling* "It seems the old remain, how fitting”

[JokerLow 1317]

Hekkaes Goldhand would receive the news about his old friend, with a sigh he’d say to himself “Balden was nae da greatest dwed, but ‘is intentiuns were alwaes guud...” he’d get up from his chair, looking at the fireplace in his house “Wot a loss...mae da gods grant ‘im an ease’ deat’.”

[angella302 92]

“May you stay within Anbella’s embrace...” 

[wrenik 130]

 

[Nooblius 7965]

High Preceptor Norli Starbreaker leans on the railing of the cruiser, a letter dangling from his hand, looking off to Athera as the ship leads him away from it. He sees the silhouette of the bridge leading to Kal’Karaad, and knows beneath it that Baldin’s first wife Talia is buried. He thinks of all of his interactions with Baldin, all the events and confusion that led to their relationship now. He inhales deeply, letting his head sink, and lets out a long sigh. Of despair, relief, mourning? One could not tell, although the wisest onlooker would not say all is impossible. He looks back up, a solitary tear dropping from his eye, as he mumbles some words as prayer.

“Enn’Brathmordakin rikk othok oz narvak. It’s good you’re retiring, old friend. I believed your time was over, your age had taken its toll on you. Stay safe and in peace within the Grace of Anbella.”

[Forestdwarfman 300]

As Beorn hobbled around on the wooden deck with the ship slowly make its way seawards, Beorn would notice the familiar face standing on the shores. “Uncle?” he had mumbled with a frown of his bushy eyebrows. But he soon realized his intends as their eyes met. Knowing there’d be no way in changing his mind, he’d simply respectfully nodded at the old fellow for Beorn will remember his uncle for the great dwarf he was.