And so the story ends! The saga of Obok Metaldrinks [PK]

[Wulfric 472]

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AND SO IT FINALLY HAPPENED

It was a sunny day, the soot stained dwarf wandered up to the marble gates with nothing but a bag of berries on that Almarisian cliff, tall figures with pointy ears seemed to converse on the other side of the gate.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 1, Chapter 1: The end of Almaris. The beginning of the journey.

There he laid unmooving on the floor, his innards decorating the floor as figures in the background seemed almost at each others throats for their prize.

Fire engulfed the left flank, Cloudbreaker's fiery corrupted breath wiped out the orcish and dwarven delegation to the backline in the matter of seconds, the undead scaled the walls with their clawy digits, grasping upwards to the living as if reaching for dear life.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 1 Chapter 2: The end of Almaris. The siege of Balian.

His goodwill taken advantage of for the last time, yet in the end he had accepted fate for what it is.

Stone cracked as water emerged in large geysers from the torn pavement, the Mori'quessir's assault on that marbled city ontop the cliff bore fruit as the inhabitants were forced to flee or drown,  the refugees took a moment before they made their way to the ruins of Savoy, the last bastion. 

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 1, Chapter 3: The end of Almaris. Fall of Purity.

Life can be unfair, he had a nagging feeling it would happen, yet he wanted to believe in people, life had one last lesson for him.

The forest was quiet, the other dwedmar side eyed the shrubbery nervously, out of the corner of ones eye i could see it, the beast was toying with us.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 2, Chapter 1: The Mountains anger. The Legend of Crothstad.

The remains of his soul went on, the marks pull tugging it from the soulstream to the gates of Kor, where he awaited judgement.

That unnatural darkness would give little way, even as the battle raged on inside the Harrower's fortress, Tyrand, i witnessed a Norlander fly through the revealed darkness only to dissapear on the other end, from the direction of where the shadow's champion was fighting.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 2, Chapter 2: The Mountains anger. The Ailmere campaign.

Yet as his story ends and the fate of his soul is unknown, he had along the way left small marks in the minds of others during in his journey. 

I set foot on the island along with the dwedmar delegation, the dragon Elden had forced us off our ship, a titanic golden knight wielding a spear descended from the heavens to do battle with a equally large dragon in the distance, the battle between Xan and Azdromoth was raging.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 2, Chapter 3: The Mountains anger. Apotheosis.

And in the remains of the inheritance he leaves behind, although the artifacts were now in other hands of others, is a treasure trove left behind.

It was beneath one of the many gates that was scattered across the continent, the others stayed back out of fear of a trap as they stood before the ancient battlefield, i reached down to pick up Gael and Stral amongst the corpses, my skin was set aflame in blue that left everlasting scars.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 2, Chapter 4: The Mountains anger. Tools of a Champion.

[!] The following is a document amongst his belongings, the paper had yellowed and was covered with dust
 Lily, my little blossom, if you are reading this, then i have passed on to the Stargush'stroh, id wish it would have been different but life doesnt always go the way you want it to, please accept my final gift for you. Farewell.

To Lily Metaldrinks - i leave all i owned to you, with a few exceptions that will be mentioned below, i wont force you to carry on the legacy ive made, you are your own young woman and are in charge of your own destiny.

As i wandered through the gatehouse, i got the first good look at the home of Krug's children, it sat atop a large stone pillar, a singular bridge was all that connect it to the outside.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 1, Bonus chapter: The end of Almaris. A visit to the Ironhorde.

To Kobo Metaldrinks - Yeah you probably didnt expect this you little trouble maker, for the sake of you leaving Lily alone ive actually left something for you, my artifacts, the mind sword from the underdark wielded by Lady Velkora herself of clan Duskrynn, the helmet and bow of the legendary hunter Crothstad and the tools of Orsathiels champion, Gael and Stral. Now leave my daughter alone you git!

It was in that valley i first saw it, griffons had made their nests in the trees of Hefrumm, looming over the valley was the entrance to the home of the mountain folk, and my kin.

- An excerpt from the Metaldrinks journals, Book 1, Bonus chapter: The end of Almaris. A trip home.

There are many folks ive met through my life that may have questions regarding this, but i cannot answer them, for i am dead and you are looking at a piece of paper.

HOWEVER
ive a couple of things to say to them all, live your life and dont delay in your decisions, carry out your dreams.


and lastly



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I started out Obok back in january 2022 based off of a dwarf from one of my dwarf fortress playthroughs (his pickaxe was the first to touch Adamantine) and have played on him primarily ever since, its been a helluva journey and ive met a lotta folks on the way, but now its time to let things run its course, some may not know this but ive run a PK on first death rule with him and the time finally came. Wulfric_borr, just your average dorf signing off.

 

[femurlord 3751]

In the belly of the world, the shadows distance themselves as Frederick Kelly's hands grip items, humming with distant thunder. Blood spattered upon its newfound tools, and itself had satiated the vampire lord's tongue, which drank up the remnants of a slain legend, a giant amongst dwarves.

 

"This was a Titan," It agreed with nearby kindred, the Lord's eyes rolling in ecstasy of savored remains, "A soaring Eagle which had been downed to earth by the biting Bat." The vampire rose from its crouch, swaggering about that basement where Obok lay, "We will soar now."

[Random 1690]

From the ceiling above, an engineer of the great dwarf's demise stared down at the corpse, an arrow of his embedded into the legendary adventurer's chest. Evil had won that night, the world robbed of one of their greatest. A sinister smile marked his visage at that.
And while his peers quickly scrambled to take from him what they could, the Moroi took but a book for his elder.

"Though a mere mortal, an animal," he later spoke to his fellow greater vampires, "That one was like a legendary creature. A lion- no, a storied drake."

 

The fiend named Kobo Metaldrinks, who had declared himself the son of Obok some few decades ago, smiled greatly as his will finally came true. It was only when he went to retrieve his inheritance that he learnt the terrible truth: he had been robbed. His rightful prize was out there somewhere, and he would claim them from whoever had dared murder his father.

[Aftrballini 450]

Within the halls of honored slain dwedmar a certain blind dwarf... THE Blind Dwarf, with eyes that could now see, watched or perhaps heard as his old friend finally met his fate. And though he may not witness him here, in their people's sacred halls one final time at the end of it all, there was a certain joy in his large white beard. He spoke no words. But another pint of ale he'd bring to pour down his maw in toast to OBOK METALDRINKS. Alongside other fallen kin. May he rest knowing he left the realm a better place. The legend may not draw breath, but he will certainly- never die. 

[Riot 743]

The Dwarfven Captain sits at his desk aboard his ship when a knock on his door stirs him from his study.

"Obok is dead," is all his First mate would tell him. he would nod to her before closing the door and returning to his maps, placing his books into the shelves, refocusing his attention on a safer place.

"tehn weh got no toime tah waste." he would mumble to himself, "let us set sail fer better lands. too manneh dwed do nah 'ave ah safe place tah live. now teh vassal leader fer teh dwed vassal 'es gone."

would shake his head, hearing all the stories told of the amazing Obok Metaldrinks, wishing Lily Metaldrinks would find herself in a safe spot.

 

[wowj 9747]

"The Dwarfest Dwarf to ever live, may he be remembered for th'History ah History!" Spake Grizhec'Raguk as he saluted a pickaxe.

[Widu 535]

"Kae vallume, sul kente eth," Liewyn broke open the last bottle of Metaldrinks mead kept within Taliyu'lin in the dwarf's honour. "Farewell, llir, son of Urguan.."

[Papa Rock 2400]

Ulfar grips his chest in pain as a feeling of unease forces itself over him. The starbreaker fell to his knees while the air grew too thin for him to breath, and with a troubled voice he speaks:

"The Balance of Yemekar 'as vanished, the scales shattered."

He looks down into the ground with despair and malice. Vengeance is a long road, one which cannot be taken carefully. 

"Ah hero 'as fallen."
 

[PanicZealot 648]

The High Preceptor wept for his friend, his teacher, his brother. 

"Obok...yew damn fool..." He whispered only to himself
"Fret not ol' friend...oi will guard yer daughtah, as yew once guarded meh. An' oath repaid...kranklûk."

He took this oath as he prepared to tell Onora.

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Rhorgvar Frostbeard heard the news, his gaze slowly lowering toward the warhammer at his side - the very same hammer Obok had once helped forge. A long sigh left him as his grip tightened around the haft. "yeh will beh missed, Obok."

[Hiccup392 724]

The first recollection a young Xannite had of Obok had been feuding amidst Kaethul over the dominance of the Aenguls. Yet they agreed on one thing that brought a friendship to bloom. Her second recollection had been when they snuck through the forests of Koyo-Kuni to corner the very beasts they despised, alongside the Oyashi and Sunlit Covenant.

 

Years had passed aplenty, letters exchanged and battles fought alongside. Healing and advice shared no matter how much time went by without a word between the pair.

 

Too, would a Metaldrink's memorial join the fallen kin of the Covenent within the gardens.

[The Tough Guy 4319]

Sigrun 'Undeadslayer' Stonehammer gazes up at the moon, hoping to see a star soar to Khaz'A'Dentrumm.

"He wos among taeh best o' us." He concluded to the random goblin he had recruited to scribe his entire life story.

[Amelica 232]

In the late hush of the night, news reached a silver-haired librarian in her garden terrace, an elfess long retired and long faded into obscurity over the passing centuries. A stillness overtook her then - despite her near four centuries of living, she was never able to shake the boundless grief that came with the finality of death. So she took to her pen, her only solace and greatest comfort, and penned a letter that would never see the light of day.

 

“Though the work we shared was brief, I remembered you, honorable bortu, across the centuries.

 

May you rest in peace.”

[Kenzo74 755]

Arasdir Miravaris strolled unhurriedly through the stone-hewn city of Taliyu'lin - he counseled with the trickling waters as they delved their way into the deep waterfalls of the earth, their murmur and melody bringing to his lips a tender smile.

 

In his solace a hand caressed the carven walls, and in that touch his thoughts tarried to a dwarf of elder day, when their paths joined beneath kinder hours - where he dwelt now, since their paths sundered, and how fond would he be of a home beneath mountain?

 

In the stillness of the hidden city there was then a trespass, and through the unseen clefts a breeze caught upon his long flowing robes, stirring his thoughts. His brow darkened, and a shadow washed over his features.

[sam33497 7356]

Lanre Cerusil saw the news, and grinned wolfishly. "He was one of the strongest of my time. It seems we're all doomed to fall eventually."

 

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