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Duel of Silver and Blood


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Duel of Silver and Blood

 

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“Generations of Dwarves, and we still stand, it takes more then Time to destroy us.”

 

The Silvervein Dwarves would gather in a small cave around Wharan Silvervein, son of Yorrick and cousin to the great Edel ‘honourable’ Silvervein, and across to him Dwarger ‘Saviour’ Silvervein, Eldest Child of the same Edel ‘honourable’ Silvervein. the two are there to Fight for the leadership of the Silvervein Clan, having received half of the votes each in a earlier held election. the Elders and beardlings of the clan crowded the cave in anticipation. 

 

Wharan an Elder Dwarf at a few hundred years of Age have served as the clans protector for generations. he is a crafty large dwarf but his large stature was overshadowed by that of Dwarger, who is among the largest of Urguans children. their fight would not only be judged and seen by their kin but also the Brathmordikan.

 

one of the Silvervein Elders Urist would mark the beginning of the fight with a gesture and the aggressive Dwarger would immediately charge his prey, Wharan would steady himself holding up his shield and stop Dwarger in his track, a lesser dwarf would have been sent flying into the wall. it was now a competition of tolerance and strength with the two dwarves pushing their shields against each other.

 

Wharan realising he can’t match Dwargers strength for long  side step letting Dwarger’s force make him stumble forward to make him lose his footing, but Dwarger an experienced fighter quickly finds it again. swinging his axe towards Wharan who only narrowly manage to block its might with his shield. with Dwargers axe out of the way Wharan swings his own toward his opponents shoulder. Dwarger does no attempt to dodge the attack and the axe berries itself into Dwargers well made armour and then into his shoulder muscle.

 

Wharan would then go in to stun his opponent launching his head forward to headbutt Dwarger, however to little effect but a grin. Dwarger then lunch his own head forward pulling at the unprepared Wharan with his axe which is still stuck in Wharan’s shield to headbutt Wharan back. Wharan would get dizzy from Dwargers might but stay up. Dwarger would go in to headbutt Wharan again who would feel even more dazed then before. thinking quickly Wharan would kneel down and turn as Dwarger went in for a third headbutt using Dwargers force against him to threw him over his shoulder. Wharan would succeed and dwarger would fall over onto the ground his axe and wharans shield flying off to the side. Wharan then would lose his axe from Dwargers shoulder preparing for another swing that would never come. Dwarger after shouting out in pain from the axe being pulled out would enraged bash his shield at the undefended Wharan who’d fall to the ground dropping his axe. Dwarger would raise from his knees and start to make his way towards Wharan who also raises up and before Dwarger could react launched himself at him pulling away Dwargers shield and tackling him to the ground.

 

Wharan would position himself on top of Dwarger attempting to pin him down with his weight and his legs on top of Dwargers arms, Dwarger would move around to attempt and break free but Wharan wouldn’t let him, shouting for him to give up, but Dwarger would refuse. Wharan would then hit Dwargers face repeating himself where upon Dwarger would muster the strength to threw Wharan off, quickly with great speed Dwarger would jump up and on top of Wharan holding his arm back as to break it. wharan would recognize the position he was in and Dwarger just had to demand it once before Wharan gave up. knowing he’d be unable to fight back with a broken arm.

 

Dwarger would stand up in the cave his kin shouting his name in praise as their new leader. he’d breath heavily and look upon them all, then down on Wharan who had fought so well against him. Dwarger would feel his bleeding shoulder and with blood on his glove raise his hand towards the cave ceiling, saying to the crowed before him.

 

“No doubt Im the best here, but I have led the clan enough, for I failed to bring it back many times. Unless y’all consent Wharan is clan father he is good enough.”

 

Wharan would kneel before Dwarger who would stroke his forehead with his blood before laying his hand on the dwarves shoulder, and they would swear the Clanfather oath there in that cave. Dwarger would then congratulate Wharan and take his farewell before leaving. as Wharan rose it was as Clan Father of the Silvervein Clan and the kin, Elders and Beardlings would shout with Joy for the rebirth of their clan once more. 

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“Oh en Dungrimms focken name” Jadron Silvervein, Brother of Edel, exclaimed from a random cave within the realm, “Would ya all just focken give up n’ live ya loife. Ya done t’is a ‘undred focken toimes by now” He grunted out as it echo’d throughout the cave. Jadron turning on his side before returning to his slumber.

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Thumbrindal would chuckle hearing the Silverveins "return".

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