Upon The Great Halls

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

A strong, stout figure climbs up the slopes of the snowy, rocky southern mountains of Anthos, in search of the famed city of gold, Kal'Azgoth. He travels through the dense pines, through frozen stream, and past several caves, until all at once, the great Dwarven hold comes into view.

 

 

His blue eyes, shining like pools of water under two very bushy and fiery red eyebrows, watch as sunlight glints off of the face of the fortress, and a tear well up in the lower holds of his eyeballs. His journey has been a long and a hard one, but little does Telchar Grandaxe think of his past. As the walls of Kal'Azgoth shine in front of him, Telchar can only think of what is to lay in the future, in the new city that he belongs to.

 

The Dwarf makes his way up to the hold, and he greets those that he passes warmly. It has been a long time since he has reunited with his kin, and he is fascinated that there are so many of his kind around. 

 

As Telchar finally steps foot into the doors of Kal'Azgoth, his eyes well up once more with tears. His boots hold him to the ground, and he stands like a statue, just staring at the Great Halls of the city.

 

 

Quietly, and under his breath, he says, "I'm home."

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.