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An Oath of Blood and Steel


_Grey_W0lf_
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A dwarf stood alone, mountains all around.

Spirits floated around him, before darkness took over.

From the darkness, a figure came, wearing a steel mask, a hammer by his side.

He looked down at the Dwarf, and spoke.

Telling the Dwarf a story, his to be.

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All of a sudden, another god appeared.

Wielding a large blade, the white clothed god attacked the dark one.

From the head of the white God, a single eye glowed, changing colour.

The dark god fought back, with valor and with honour.

The skies turned red, the ground burst ablaze.

Everything died.

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A battle of immortality, surrounded by flames.

One fought with hatred, the other with valor.

Defending his homeland, the Masked God fell.

Hatred won, valor lost.

His time had come.

 

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With a shock, the Dwarf awoke, looking around him, wondering what happened.

His hammer laid besides him, a dummy stood in front.

It was clear to him, he had to help his Patron.

But how could he?

Then he remembered, the mission Dungrimm spoke of, that was his task.

 

He stood up, his hand grabbing the fallen hammer, before walking down the mountain.

Immediately going back to his home, he sat himself before another shrine of Dungrimm.

He meditated there, hoping for another sign.

But it did not come.

 

Defeated, he sat, his mind fractured by the whole ordeal, his soul tired and worn down.

Seconds, minutes, hours even passed as he stood, deciding what to do.

 

Eventually, he came to his senses, and rose from his knees.

He rose from the ashes, no longer only Ursus Grandaxe.

 

 

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Drawing a blade across his chest, Ursus made a vow, an oath to the Gods.

 

None shall die, none shall suffer.

As long as there is breath in my lungs.

As long as there is fire in my heart.

None shall die, none shall suffer.

 

With that, a drop of blood fell into a vial, which the Dwarf sealed, and hung around his neck.


The Oath had been made.

 

Spoiler

This post is just a lore post for Ursus, explaining some stuff going on In Roleplay.

 

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