The Endless Cycle of Fate

[josphgaming 32]

Dormdal Irongut in the deep caves practicing his magic his eyes glowing green a gust spell breaks a wall infront of him  "Narvak oz Urguan”

[Riot 743]

Khimlakh ki legtha etha Akkor, an’ bokk gorm naktrul-thas stir. Kavir an’ anym strol methal arangr, men Dw’ed na strol blind. Fate na tirakhron ut — ut tirakhron ut-thas. Karaad an’ ord skuf yno an’ yno, men azord ek yir kahrum. Ord az karaz, an’ khro az baraz. Keznol-thas na bind ut. Kahiv-thas akhoral ut. Ut verdig yir thamar ghoran, na kavir ekor-thas. Bokk rethar ut. Men bokk na rule ut. Ut helron. Ut ekor. Ennlakh ut be.

[Cheezboi9 618]

Pixtus sits at a stone table, surrounded by his fellow council members. All the council members look to the Grand King, awaiting for Ulfar to stop drooling and respond to the advice offered.

[Denmat0407 166]

"Narvak oz Urguan" Belegar screamed at his legion training

[Riot 743]

58 minutes ago, Riot said:

Khimlakh ki legtha etha Akkor, an’ bokk gorm naktrul-thas stir. Kavir an’ anym strol methal arangr, men Dw’ed na strol blind. Fate na tirakhron ut — ut tirakhron ut-thas. Karaad an’ ord skuf yno an’ yno, men azord ek yir kahrum. Ord az karaz, an’ khro az baraz. Keznol-thas na bind ut. Kahiv-thas akhoral ut. Ut verdig yir thamar ghoran, na kavir ekor-thas. Bokk rethar ut. Men bokk na rule ut. Ut helron. Ut ekor. Ennlakh ut be.

For those who know me know ive been in the library for the past couple hours studying the dwarfish language, feel free to check my writing but here is what it means

 

Today I read these words of myth,
and old stone stirred my bones.

Death and life walk between seasons,
but dwarves do not walk blind.
Fate does not shape us —
we shape ourselves.

Fire and hammer fight again and again,
yet the hammer does not strike without will.
The hammer is strength,
and the stone is oath.

Our ancestors do not bind us.
Their wisdom guides us.
We protect those we can help,
not death beyond our control.

Stone remembers us.
But stone does not rule us.
We endure.
We choose.
Tomorrow will come

[Badgermordakin 760]

A frail Irongut lord lies deep within the mountain. Before him, things unknowable to man pulse and wave, bleed and die. Experiments, once in the name of Vuur'dor and refinement of craft. Now in the name of violence, "Oi will follow Ulfar entae teh vereh 'eart of teh world ef need beh. They 'ave slain teh Sons o' Urguan. Teh price shall beh blood. Narvok oz Urguan."

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Spoiler

Such a ******* cool post man - makes me wanna make a dwarf

 

Bron puts away his letter frowning lightly. He wasn't upset by the contents.. he was upset that by partaking in the conflict he had let himself down too. 
There is always a choice.
What is his choice then? Stay safely within the lines of Idunia that he had spent years carefully crafting to help himself escape the stereotypical fate that befell many of his kind?
Or join those who he saw as unified in mind against those who very likely would burn him at the stake if given the chance.
There was never an easy answer. To whomever made the saying the world is in black and white, **** you, it's in shades of grey.

[DancingZebra267 1626]

"Narvok oz da dwedmar! Narvok oz Urguan!" Shouts the Clan Lord of the Frostbeards.

[ferdaboy 3472]

"TWICE CURSED, TWICE THE OATHBREAKER." cried a deranged Haeseni prince, still babbling about how the dwed had forsaken his people when they needed him most.