~*~*~*khaz-A-Den'trumm*~*~*~

[Arbrek the Ancient 140]

Arbrek smiled and joked with Thrym as they strolled up to the Grand Gates of Dungrimm's Hall. They had both been bought by Yemekar, together, and had fetched the highest price of any Dwarf since the Ancestors. As they approached the Great Gates, Arbrek stopped and noticed a Dwarf standing at the Gates before realizing who it was. For it was his oldest Friend and Enemy, Ever.

Noticing his friend in turn, Ever carefully set the empty mug on the ground and squinted at Arbrek. "Oi, y'know shump'fin mate? Ya looksh zhackly like thish guy I ushta know! Ye! Lookt juuuuusht like ya!" He took a wobbly step forward and tripped over the mug, falling flat on his face. Quickly he scrambled up and grabbed Arbrek by the wrist. "C'mere, lemme getcha a drink or shump'fin 'n ya can tell me all 'bout 'ow ya died 'n shtuffsh."

Gesturing for Thrym to follow, Arbrek followed Ever deciding to let the old grudges go and new adventures begin~

[Jordan1921 373]

((Perhaps you could give the hall a name, such as Valhalla or Sovngarde had, seems a bit odd to call it Dungrimm's hall.))

[Arbrek the Ancient 140]

((Done, although I can't seem to get the first letter to Capitalize... <_< ))

[Thrym 188]

As Thrym follows Arbrek and Ever he pulls out the latest rune he learned to craft. Flipping it up and down, up and down, he lets out a cry as he drops it and it activates....

((gonna leave this open for another dead dwarf to say what happens))

[no longer active 734]

((You make me wish Mili was dead :())

[Jordan1921 373]

A frail old Dwarf sat by a wall of Khaz'A'Den'Trumm, day dreaming, but soon awoke to the sound of a large explosion of energy nearby. He slowly opened his eyes and looks to the source of the sound to see three Dwarves on the floor of the hall. He slowly got up, and, gold staff in hand, approached the three. As the three stood up and recovered from the shock that they had moments ago, only one of them caught the eye of the old Dwarf.

He squinted at all three, but turned his focus to Thyrm, he spoke weakly "Thyrm...?"

[Thrym 188]

Opening his eyes and slowly standing up he waved dust out of the air. Upon hearing his name he forgot the other two dwarves on the ground for a moment and just stood in shock for a few moments. Suddenly a smile grew on his face "Thordon!"

[Arbrek the Ancient 140]

Grumbles and slowly pulls himself up, using the prone body of Ever and his own staff as support. Turning he glares at Thrym and the new Dwarf in turn, "Hrmph, who te feck might ye be, eh?"

[aokavery 21]

In the halls of Anbella, a few young dwarves walk in speaking of a new arrival by the name of Arbrek. Vulena remembers a Starbreaker by that name and wonders if it is the sam. She exits Anbellas Hearth and walks out. She sees a group gathering around a dwarf and walks over. Vulena walks over to the group, her appearance not changed from the day she jumped off the Kal'Uruguan tower. "'Ello, i see we 'ave a new arrival. What news do ye bring o' de dwarves?"

[Jordan1921 373]

The old Dwarf slowly turns his head to Arbrek and chuckles, the gold trim on his snow white robes glimmer. "There's no reason to curse in the hall of the gods, Arbrek Starbreaker." "Ye may not know me but I know you, I am Thordon Irongut, former Archbishop of Kal'Urugan."

Thordon turns to Thyrm "What are the happenings Kal'Urugan, Thyrm? Have you properly taken care of my son, Hogarth?"

[Luchian 214]

From the halls of Dungrimm a familiar siluoette steps out. Wearing the same armor he wore as his life was ended only now not soiled in his own blood and the blood of his killers.

At his auction he had not been contested by any other god as they all knew one who follows the warriors path of battle, Valor and bravery and who also dies while in combat is one who belongs to Dungrimm. His voice bellows as he speaks..

Gud tae see ye, it 'as been e' long toime now 'asent it?

He smiles as he continues

'ow are me sons Broski an' Gimrik doin'? Wat' news of tae' dwarves do ye bring?

[Goldrim 1422]

"A familiar Dwarf lumbers from the background, slamming his hand on Thorik's pauldron as a loud clashing sound runs through the hall, he grins revealing his brass teeth as he lets out a bellowing laugh, clearly happy to see his old friend who he considers his brother"

It 'as been brother, it 'as been tuu' long in that shithole of a nether.

"Chuckling as he lets out a cough, continuing to speak"

I bet yer boys are doin' foin', let's go get us a cold mug 'o ale.

[Charles_Grimlie 1072]

*At the tavern a dwarf lays completely smashed over the counter next to a case of the now extinct Stare Brand Ale, the dwarf bears a large scar over a broken eye, a wicked grin and a crown made from old dwarvish gold whilst he is chuckling and speaking in his sleep, he wakes to see the others and welcomes them with open arms and ale.*

ah brudders! It be gud ta see ye lot 'ere Ah've nae seen most ov ye since da furst century! Come get a foine tankard full ov gud ol' starebrand ale, an' 'ave a seat we 'ave much tuh discuss 'bout our loives eh? Now tell me 'ows da golden age dat Ah wus promised wuld 'appen again?

[Thrym 188]

Thrym hearing new arrivals turns his head to the one offering ale. He had never met Charles, coming to Aegis right when Belin's reign started. Walking over and taking a tankard of ale he asks a question.

"Yeh seem loike a foine exampal ove a dwarf. But ah've neva met ye. Mah name is Thrym, 'ew are ye?"

[Luchian 214]

Thorik smiles as he recognizes Urir, he smiles as he answers

Aye, let 'ave some of tat' foine ale over 'ere!

Thorik walks along with Urir to where the ale is. Thorik grabs a huge tankard and drinks..

Tat' is surely guud ale

Thorik murmurs to himself as he drinks