sneakybandit 1503 Share Posted January 24 The Final Arch-Runelord Spoiler Darek Irongrinder pulled the hood of his cloak closer to his face as he stepped out into the chilly northern air, he looked southward intent on traveling to the mountainhomes. Slowly he climbed atop his horse, thinking back to his time in Vailor, fighting beside his clan to defend the Grand Kingdom from destruction and extinction. He remembered most fondly his brothers Dimlin, Rorry, and Tarub, and how they would never be together again. He then remembered the struggles of Axios, the wars of Kinslaying he was forced to fight in. And then, on brighter days, the restoration of the Grand Kingdom and the new friends he had made during this time, Mafraedon, Atandt, Jorvin, and Norli. Darek was pulled from his thoughts as a fierce wind assaulted him, spewing from the northern chill. Gazing up at the mountains as he rode, thinking back to the days of Khron’Hundmar, was he right to lead the venture? What lessons had he learned from its failure? Thinking of the great northern expedition brought back fouler memories, the death of the dwarf who had taken him in, and the final moments of Zahrer Irongrinder. The Final Arch-Runelord clutched at the Runic Hammer in his possession, feeling the raw power innate to its creation, the very Ruhn that had been bestowed upon it. He lamented that he had grown old, he was not capable of restoring the power of the runes, and thus deep inside he knew that he was to be the Final Arch-Runelord. After many great days of travel, Darek once again saw the banner of gray and orange so much of his life force had been shed over. The blood sweat and tears of many generations of Irongrinders had helped keep that banner high, now he would attempt to make peace with the land he had once scorned. Darek Irongrinder passes under the gates of Kal’Kadrelaz, expecting a nice warm meal and good drink happy to have finished his long journey. But mere hours later the Arch-Runelord would journey to the halls of Khaz’A’Dentrumm, to be reunited with his Kin. 23 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Norgeth 1113 Share Posted January 24 A horrible being stirred from momentary slumber with a small and decrepit creature carrying a letter to him, Morul the Undying One reading over the news as a cruel and rotten grin of yellowed teeth came over the unliving sorcerer “Now tis. . . Tis beh guud, guud news. Hail toh Khorvad, Long may teh Arch-Runelord suffah.” he stated with malefic intent, going to make a request of his dark master. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
kindEmperor 1024 Share Posted January 24 The blade bloodbane drew blood, it wept embers of flame as it met the neck of the Arch-Runelord, devastatingly so it had met many dwed prior, yet not of so high standard. - "Blame Sigrun, blame his pride." It spat "Rest easy Runelord." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UnusualBrit 2061 Share Posted January 24 Narvi shed a tear at the demise of the last Ruhnlord. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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