hotbox_monk 971 Popular Post Share Posted May 12, 2022 Spoiler Before you go ahead and read this piece that I wrote today, I would to bring your attention toward the people who allowed me to create such a fantastic story. Thank you, @Lhindir_ for giving me this character 3 whole years ago. I can't thank you enough for it has truly been the most meaningful character I have ever had the honor to play. Thank you, @Malaise for always believing in me and being one of the best friends a Dark Dwarf could ask for. If not for the hours and days spent in VC asking you about all the deep lore I honestly don't think I would have became so immersed. you truly do an outstanding job at creating immersion and amazing stories, thank you for allowing me to be a part of such a wonderful narrative. Thank you, to the archetypal @Excitedly for helping me surmount even my own doubts in myself and showing me that all it takes is yourself to create a good story that means a lot to players. The dogma you shared with me carried with weight throughout my RP on this character and I appreciate you for loving dragons just as much as I do. Thank you, @Ambdusciasfor being a forbear to draconic dogma on the server, without such inspiration I might not have lasted this long, but players like you reminded me to keep on pursuing perseverance. Thank you, @FlemishSupremacyFor Heralding me and starting me on this journey. Much love <3 And finally, thank you to Urguan for cultivating this persona alongside me and for creating such a unique story together. I could not have done such without the amazingness of all my favorite Protagonists :D THE END A Tale of Draakopf Doomforged; The Bane of Urguan [Draakopf standing beside Azdromoth before The Father took flight.] “From stone to scale, my wings are torn, A song of death do I sing. A curse to fear, a rite to mourn, Love not the pain I bring. Splendor to dust, my soul forlorn, We are your fallen kings. But now we die, to be reborn, When Aenguls clip our wings.” The Book of Dragons - Era Unknown The age of the Dragon had finally ended within Urguan as the blades of The Brightiron Prince came to clash with that of The Grand King’s own. . . Such a fate had been decided by The God’s many moons before and it would be they who were so absolute in their omniscience as the bore witness to The Ashen One’s destined death. [Draakopf faces down Bakir before their swords cross one final time.] “I am ash. To ash I will return.”-Draakopf Brightiron As Ebrietas incandescence shone ‘pon that of Kal’Darakaan and its humble folk, so too did a wretched force stir in the dank caverns of Urguan’s under-realm. . . Eyes like embers smouldering with a certain fury within the shadows conjured a feeling in the air that night. Foreordained by the dragon himself, The King, The Prophet and He, The Dragon would be intertwined in their fates. And so, both dark dwarves of Azdromoth would set out on their hunt for the Goldmask, but alas it would be the Scion of Yemekar who would instead meet the wrath of Draakopf Doomforged. The sound of thunder erupted within the Hall of Fire and a stygian steed rendered sooner than expected into their line of sight. . . Unbeknownst to Norli’s faithful servant it was his final moments of life for soon did Bloodbane cleave his head from his shoulders. Blood runneth through the streets and thy Prophet had been sundered to the depths of Kal’Darakaan by the vehemence of Draakopf Doomforged. Though, had it not been for the Hero, Bakir ‘Orcs Blood’ Ireheart so too would have Norli draw his last breath at the hand of The Dragon. And so, as The King and The Herald sundered from the falls in a blaze of glory it would be the Gods with which their fate had lain. Lifelessly did Draakopf’s corpse recoil upon the rocks below. . . Yet, A King arose; The Hero of Urguan was this monarch whomst had seemingly given his life to vanquish the Black Scourge of Urguan. And as he stood, so too would he loft the Sacred Spear of Draakopf Brightiron triumphantly. . . The Dragon had been slain. [A litany of scattered historical texts recovered by Draakopf during The Herald King’s search for draconic artifice.] [Such texts would have been left to Brankhyn Doomforged and solely him, so the following is IRP knowledge only.] “It was with great ardor that He (Azdromoth) brought his gaze down unto the creature that was scorned… The child, once a man, had been born again in the embers of the Nameless One, urged now to create more progeny for the Black Titan. A gift granted to Man under the fabled banner of Horen, a gift squandered - falling into disuse with the coming of the decrepit Eldari. To make things right, the firstborn of the Titan’s progeny wrought his powerful knuckles around her horns with fury, shattering them like handlebars and casting the former Elf Giantess to the ground with a forceful heave of his arms. Azdromoth basked in the glory of the triumph; Man had overcome the Eldari, and had proven the will of the Nephilim to be resolute.” The Book of Epochs “To my grandson.” 40 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qizu 4037 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Closing his eyes the Nephilim looked across the dwarven Mountains. The sound of storms came rolling over his head, lightning struck trees, winds howled, mountains shook but as the dragon’s eyes opened all went still. The doomforged had been laid to rest; balance has been restored. 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
kindEmperor 1019 Share Posted May 12, 2022 As Brankhyn lays in his cell lifeless, beaten down through the ground, hearing the cheers above in the mountain, he could do nothing but sit and hear and shed nothing but a tear, as Urguan celebrates the defeat of his Grandfather, The saddened Doomforged, could only sit in his cell as if he was a lifeless body, muttering only a few words "I am sorry. . . I will be I will do better. . . Grandfather I only hope that I can achieve asioth, as you have" He slowly muttered out shedding a wave of tears "I will forever cherish. . . and carry your name. . ." The doomforged finished before going to cross his legs and softly close his eye's covering his ears with his hands, blocking out Urguans celebration. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Harbinger 336 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Glod smiled. A rare action. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Allengator 46 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Within a tavern somewhere, a Captain raises a bottle of Whiskey in honor to his fallen ally. “Yer deeds are nay forgotten, lad… Nor ye may die for as long as yer memory exists!” The man declared before downing the whole bottle. Then he sets the empty flask upon the table, taking his leave and returning to his duty. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xergarok 297 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Grimdal Irongut would be studying the bonfire at his feet. The flames danced within his eyes as he did so, fingers trying to grasp the slippery tongues as they writhed around in front of him. As they started dying he added a log, lifting up his spear shortly after. It brought back intense yet recent memories. He licked his dry and cracked lips. "****..." he let out with a sigh, lowering the weapon as he watched the fire come back to life once more. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elite Snipes 3542 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Grand King, Bakir Ireheart laid back in one of the clinics beds as he recovered from the battle from his rival. His wounds still burning from the Azhl poisoning. He’d close his eyes and remembered the rage he felt as he saw his kin get killed before his eyes. But after remembering the fight, he also remembers the feeling the absence of fear and pain, Yemekar truly blessed him, and he was the hand of Yemekars justice that day. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
excited 10833 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Alistair of the Blackwald pours one out for the realest Herald and remembers fondly the time him and Draakopf engineered a scheme with child miners to steal thanhium. ((Hotbox is one of the realest RPers on the server and has a greater care for dynamic RP than most the bureaucrats I've seen prancing around this server. Straight up, good job with everything, and have fun with your next character.)) 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Papa Rock 387 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Ulfar, unaware of the creature's passing, continues to consume his soup. The young dwarf enjoying the simplicity of such a dish. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Norgeth 1112 Share Posted May 12, 2022 The Hermit: Morul stared from behind his gilden mask towards his dagger, going to clean it of that Doomforged Blood "HA!" He laughed, an unseen grin upon his concealed face. "Heretic... Teh will o' teh Gods' has been done." he exclaimed in a grumble, then going back to sorting books. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laeonathan 3953 Share Posted May 12, 2022 "Father, yeh 'ave been eh focken idiot" is all his son Khenarlum would say, as he shakes his head 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SoulReapingWolf 2258 Share Posted May 12, 2022 A dwarf would gaze into the fires in front of him as one of the recruits told him the news. "STONES TAKE T'EM STONES TAKE EM ALL!" he'd curse dissapointed as he threw a prototype for a new Arcane invention into the flames. The descandant of Urguan would stand there for a while, looking at the fire, thinking of Draakopf. Thinking of how dwarves had failed their Doomforged brother "We 'ave truleh failed, t'e ideals o' t'e Ulra' bullies 'ave taken over w'atever t'at abomination t'at calls etself t'e Grand Kingdom es. T'ey slay eac' ot'er, an t'ey drive out those who follow the old ways, they ignore the real threats and focus on playing a game of politics t'at makes em look loike umre' . T'a Obsidian T'rone needs a real dwarf carrying t'e weight o' t'e crown nae just muscle willeng tae s'ed t'a blood of 'is brot'ers and sisters indiscriminitely." then the khazadmar turned once more to face the recruit, an uncomonly cold expression taking over his face "Call 'im, sae et be urgent, sae we need o 'is wisdom now more than ever." he'd instruct the recruit, sending him off towards the chambers of an ancient dwarf, grabbing a seed from his Ashwood Tree and planting it in the name of Draakopf "Mae t'e Brath look 'oighleh upon ye son o' Urir an mae t'is tree grow as big as yer dreams" He would look at the other Ashwood trees and with a grin he'd add. "A'll brew sum booze wort'eh o' yer foireh nature. A'll send et to yer clan as soon as et be done." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Willstertheking2 1101 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Levian'Tol Grandaxe huffed out quietly. "May Dungrimm give yer merceh. Et es often not our own fault ta fall ta power, but teh fault ov our greed. 'Ah 'ope ta see ye on our soide w'en Khaz'A'Dentrumm empties old friend." 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
xMuted 2459 Share Posted May 12, 2022 Sigrun Ireheart let out a dissappointed sigh. "Thought yeh smarten ten tat Draakopf, as kin yeh should know bettah ten toh challengeh ah ireheart en battleh, especialleh nay Bakir." He grumbled underneath his beard, going to down a swig of ale before heading to the cells. Spoiler Spoiler Silly willy, that hotbox. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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