Prismatic Shrine of the Brathmordakin

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Prismatic Shrine

of the Brathmordakin
ᛈᚱᛁᛊᛗᚨᛏᛁᚲ ᛊᚺᚱᛁᚾᛖ ᛟᚠ ᚦᛖ ᛒᚱᚨᚦᛗᛟᚱᛞᚨᚲᛁᚾ

 

 

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The Creation

Urguan had fallen. The strong walls of Kal’Drakaan protected it well from the outside, though the insidious Mori had bore under the kingdom, launching an attack from within, through the Temple of the Worldmaker. Soon after, the Kingdom rumbled with flames, as the dwarven legionnaires set off explosions to crumble the cavernous city. The soldiers at the front gates cleaved a path through the front to escape like a bloody dervish. By the grace of the Brathmordakin, no dwarf was injured and the capital was caved in so that the Mori would be unable to use it for their purposes.
 

The people were scattered, each making their own way to the camp at Savoy. The kingdom and its land were destroyed. Though one thing can never be destroyed, and that is dwarven faith. Though with the temple destroyed, and the Mori slowly encroaching across the dwarven lands, a new place of respite was needed.
 

Garedyn The Green took to work upon the barren basement that the dwarves chose to occupy in Savoy. Within the unlit ruins, he sat in contemplation as he gazed at the rubble. He closed his eyes and entered the Emerald Sanctum, his dream realm. Within it, he moulded stone as effortlessly as clay, and conjured anorum ore from thin air. From his body he pulled out embers of the Claigh and enveloped the ores instantly in it, refining it in a brilliant flash. With a single strike of his hammer upon it, he shattered the refined ironglass into countless tiles, which he combined to form a glassy mosaic of the Brathmordakin. He repeated this for each one of them and shifted the cavern around into a shrine, with the rainbow colours of the stained ironglass art illuminating the cave with dancing prismatic lights.
 

When he awoke, he left the Emerald Sanctum. He took a pickaxe into his right hand, and a smithing hammer to his left. He entered the shadow of the ruins and sought to make his dream manifest.

 

 

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The Shrine

In the dwarven camp of Savoy, a new shrine in dedication to the Brathmordakin has been constructed for all dwarves to visit. Though the Temple of the Worldmaker has fallen, our faith stands strong. No matter what, the Brathmordakin will protect us, and we will keep Yemekar’s Balance.
 

To this end, I am proud to announce the Prismatic Shrine of the Brathmordakin is now open. May in these challenging times, dwarven unity in our faiths shield us from Khorvad’s chaos.

 

 

Narvak Oz Brathmordakin

 

Edited May 13, 2023 by VerminHunter
fixing stinky poopy text