A New Lord

[Luchian 214]

 

 

 

The kings horns are heard through the halls, and through the mountain signalling for the dwarves to gather and listen. As they start to gather Thorik and his lords are easily recognised standing on a high point in the hall. The dwarves start to gather up to listen to the message. The Grand King steps forwards, his face full of scars of battles old and some new. He stands adorned in a fine armor of dwarven craft and with his beard braided. You hear whispers and murmurs about a new lord.

The Grand King raises his hand and all goes silent as he speaks...

 

 

"As mane ov' te 'ave 'eard Tortek Silverfist is nae e' lord anehmore. 'e 'as been remuved frum 'is position an' is labeled e' traitor fer 'is deeds. But ah come nae tuu speek aboot tae' traitor, ah am 'ere tuu speak aboot tae' appointment ov' e' new lord.

 

Dere 'as tuu be foive lords, an' as tae last un is nae more dere 'as tuu be appointed e' new. So ah 'ave appointed Bazian Grandaxe tuu tae fift' lord, an' ah know e' will serve well in war an' peace.

 

Step forward, Lord Bazian Grandaxe. May ye serve tae Kingdom an' tae Brathmordakin well."

 

Lord Bazian steps forward from behind the lords and stands with them, now the fifth lord of the Kingdom.

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Bazian grasps his cane with his left hand, not leaning on it as much for support anymore, but just as a sign of status. With his right hand, he places on Valen's shoulder after he is announced. He speaks to him in a low, serious tone but still continues to look out unto the group of dwarves amassed in front of the council.

 

"It 'as been tew lon' brot'er, my silence in th' kingdom 'as drawn on fer ages as it seems. Dis scourge ov th' Urkus 'as allowed to disgrace our kin fer tew lon'. Bangadh's nugksta merriu, Oaths never die."

 

Slowly, the old dwarf begins to walk forward, removing his hand from his brother's shoulder. He grips his cane loosely, almost toying with it as he walks. When he is a decent enough distant away from the council, he plants his cane firmly and begins to speak.

 

"Me kin! Never befer 'as our kingdom been moar moighty 'nd stron' since th' early days ov Kal'Karik 'nd we remain gainin' in strength! Whoile udder kingdom's struggle tew keep frum civil unrest, us dwarves work tuggether tew rid ourselves frum th' scourge ov th' urkus! Ah've led our kin intew battle wit' th' urkus many toimes 'nd ah know 'ow tew deal wit' 'em. So ah assure yah t'at t'is seat on th' council will remain warm, as yah will beh seein' much moar ov meh.

 

Let th' grudge ov th' urkus begin!"

 

 

 

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