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GUTTRIK STARBREAKER: REVELATION [YEMEKAR IS SWAG]

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REVELATION: GUTTRIK STARBREAKER


Guttrik sat in the Belka’s Barrel tavern in Kal’Klaidan, drinking his woes away. He, to his dismay, had no purpose within the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. He failed as Yemekar’s Pick, returning to his kin and King, Ulfar Kazarrathsson Starbreaker, with nothing. Nothing. 

 

Elder Norli would often say that there is no such thing as nothing and that Yemekar intended for all creation to have a purpose by design. He’d often use the analogy of a hammer to describe what he called “The Rhun.” The essence of purpose, design, and potential that all things crafted by the Worldmaker have. 

 

Guttrik stood from his seat, meandering to the Library and reading what literature he could find on The Rhun. He’d sit on a stool, drunkenly, and attempt to read from a book. Whether or not the book was detailing The Rhun isn’t known to Guttrik, but he’d try to read all the same. Then, his eyelids became heavy, his head drooping. 

 

He slowly, with a book in his lap, fell asleep. 

 

Then Revelation struck.

 

BONK. 

 

A book fell upon Guttrik’s head as he slept, waking and sobering him up immediately. He’d grumble, peering at the book that fell upon him. He’d read the title, “PURPOSE: WHY YOU HAVE ONE.”

 

Guttrik began to read, now sober, the book of PURPOSE that coincidentally entered his life. He’d read for what seemed like days as if his life depended on it. Fellow dwed would pass him, watching the once drunken fool read like a scholar.

 

Once he finished reading, inspiration ignited within him. He’d hurry to the workforce and begin to hammer two ingots of iron; one into a mask, and one into a symbol of an anvil. Once both were molded into shape and still hot, Guttrik would place both upon his face, screaming in agony as he did so. Onlookers would be terrified at Guttrik’s wails, and fellow Starbreakers would try to stop him or try to remove his grip upon the hot irons, but Guttrik wouldn’t cease.

 

After days of screaming, Guttrik would emerge from the Workforce. 

 

“People o’ Urguan! Ah’m Guttrik Starbreaker, blood o’ Gotrek’s Folk, amber-eyed, an’ once the drunken fool who ye once knew. No longer. From this day forth, ‘ah be Guttrik Starbreaker, Follower of Yemekar’s craftsmanship! Divine revelation has inspired meh! Yemekar is grand, creator o’ all, purpose-giver, master designer, and benevolent father o’ all creation! He has given meh purpose, the potential 'ah always had made manifest! May we let ‘em enter our hearts with love an’ purpose as he has with the creation o’ our world!” 

 

“NARVAK OZ YEMEKAR!”

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