The Ascent Of A Lord

[Zezimus 1523]

 

Deep within the grand halls of Kal'Azgoth, braziers burn and the clashing of hammers ring throughout the city as the everyday affairs of the dwarven Kingdom continue. Within the great council chamber, a fierce debate takes place between the four standing members of the Lord's Council, as they address the matter at hand. The selection of a new Lord had dawned upon them once again.

 

Seated at the head of the table, King Omithiel Strongbrow rests silently upon his throne, absorbing the opinions and views expressed by his council. He runs his fingers through his beard for a final time before rising and looking towards the faces of the Lords, as they bring their gaze towards him. The room falls to an immediate and sudden silence and with a booming voice that echoes through the halls of his palace, King Omithiel announces his decision.

 

"T'is wus nawt ah decision t'at wus made wit' great 'aste! Each ov ye 'ave ye opinions but ah feel t'at t'is baeh t'e woisest course furwards... Ah stab ehn t'e dark ye moight consideh eht. Aye, but ah stand n' saeh t'at iht baeh mah full belief t'at ah 'ave made t'e bes' decision tuh goide oor kin forward. Ah 'ave decoided t'at Arcane Grandaxe is 'o shal' baeh takin' awn t'e reigns ov ah Lord. Naow guh n' fetch t'e lad n' weh wil' welcom' 'im tuh t'is council."

 

The Lords each give a bow of their heads in respect of the King's decision, while Lord Kjell Stormhamemr rises from his seat, calling for the dwarf to enter the chamber. As Arcane steps inside, he looks towards the faces of the other dwarves. His cousin, Lord Valen Grandaxe, offers him a warm smile as he slowly walks towards the King's Throne.

 

"Cousin, ah welcom' ye taeh t'is chamber. Maeh ye serv' oor Kingdom wit' 'onour n' clariteh, ihn t'e name ov Dungrimm n' oor ancestors. T'at baeh ahll ah can ask ov ye. Iff ye fat'er wer' aloive te'daeh, 'e wud baeh vereh proud indeed."

 

Arcane smiles in return before resting his axe against the ground and kneeling down before the King's throne, his head bowed low. Omithiel places his hand upon the dwarf's head and utters an oath in the ancient dwarven language,  and thus he seals the ascent of a new Lord of the Kingdom of Urguan.

 

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Arcane looks to King Omithiel. He stands with a smirk to his face, looking around at all the other lords.  He exclaims few words in response, but with enthusiasm.

"A' t'ank yer all, fer c'osing me' tu take un dis position, putting dis large amunt ov trust inte' me'."

 

Arcane turns his attention from the lords to King Omithiel.

 

"A'll du me best, sire."

[KoTo 610]

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