Scatmanpro 275 Share Posted December 9, 2024 A Death of Gold The sons of Urguan have built many a great thing. Deep into the mountains they have delved, in search of gold and a home. Now, deep in one of these constructions, a dwarf lays. Mutilated where he felt safest, his soul having been sucked out of him in a rutheless fasion, his blood used to spell out prayers to the Khorvadic demons. Bromdor's family had been killed cruelly. Far away and long ago, by people still unknown. But even that could not compare to the amounts of pain suffered by the dwarf. Now his body lay dissected, parts of it speared on his own blade. All knowledge contained within him now lost. All experience now gone. All friendships, over. His clan now without a leader. He was found, though the killers were long gone and the dwarf already dead... Or so they thought. Their purpose had been fulfilled. There, by that forge, the story of Bromdor Goldhand ended. Spoiler Ooc: Bromdor was my first character ever. I'd like to give some thanks to some people who I met along the way and who made this character to who he was (I probably forgot everyone, my apoligies): PJTips, _RoyalCrafter_, SharpString, Zanael, Epicethan4, Den_Mat0407, Hasteives, xMuted, dawoofle, reece_nolan, xxenderking, Hrokaz, UnusualBrit, _GreyW0lf_, Snailena, _Smuggel_... 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epicethan4 948 Share Posted December 9, 2024 Morroick Starbreaker looks down upon the Goldhand corpse, resting almost peacefully now "Make nae mistake, Bromdor, yeh will beh avenged." Morroick would grasp his slayer-steel blade, planning his next move. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Faerilien 226 Share Posted December 9, 2024 The Elder Lord made a swift escape together with his legions "Good.. now we can finally ascend you" He spoke to the gateway as they rode off into the distance, on to his next target - Black smog, along with slivers of vile silvery lifeforce erupted from his maw. "Praise be death.." "Praise be me, Igarashi Shirunai" He rode back to their vile lair, the flames flickering in the presence of that foul entity as he contemplated whether to pester this dwed even in death. Spoiler Awesome RP scatman, you are a true king for PKing on your own accord. I hope we didn't stir too much trouble with this. we'll be in contact! 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mestvin 953 Share Posted December 9, 2024 (edited) The Wanderer cackled proudly, hearing that his student murdered the last member of a dwarven clan Edited December 9, 2024 by Mestvin 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ArgentEra 459 Share Posted December 9, 2024 The grey musin looked toward the tunnel to Urguan from where he sat in the Tapped Root. His ears twitched, hearing the sounds of gathering footfall from it's depths. Something has happened - and whatever it is, it was not good. "Oh no...." he softly said, setting his book down. "Time to add more reinforcements tae the palisade..." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Papa Rock 2400 Share Posted December 9, 2024 Silver eyes open in the dark. A sigil beating like a heart. Contemplating.. Save his kin by binding him to stone, or let him go where he won't make it home? The Kazadentrum isn't the place his path will go, not until the gateway is restored.. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
confusedjester 819 Share Posted December 9, 2024 "Really?" Morana's eyes widened ever so slightly, before her depressive visage sunk once more into apathy. "An unnamed attacker.." Murmured she. She thought she knew who had done the killing of Bromdor- but wrong she was. Her lip curled slightly in thought. Who? In the recent months did Morana grow less and less worried. She would not succumb to her fears of the undead and necromancers and evils that which hunted her. But she at least knew who they were. She knew who was after her. "An unnamed attacker..." Morana glanced off once more, her mutter echoing in the Brathmordakin Halls. She offered a glance to her mothers tomb, before taking a breath and departing from the temple. "I'om off, Ie got shit tae hunt." The young Silverbraid bid the dweds farewell. And off she went into the quiet night. Too quiet. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DISCOLIQUID 2731 Share Posted December 9, 2024 Narvok oz Khorvad! His is the all seeing eye, lord of ambition, and our lowest lord. Those who bore witness to the unsightly corpse let a shudder pass over them. This would not be the last of the attacks. An unholy wind blew through desolate Urguan, haunting their Kingdom with whispers of an unwanted truth: Their souls were not bid for the auction. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Smuggel 19 Share Posted December 10, 2024 Búri Grandaxe would look at the corpse from a distance, clenching his fists at the sight "Bromdor... Weh will avenge ye, great lad o' de Gold'ands! Kavir oz Khorvad! May Yemekar shoine 'is light upon us!" Búri would say to himself, marching off to his home. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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