*Durrim stumbles back into the Dwarven city. As he starts to walk down the stairs, his left leg gives out and he stumbles down the 2 flights, landing face down at the landing. By the time he lifts his head, a large group of dwarves are surrounding him. He looks up as a few of the older dwarves recognize him.
"Mah Lords t'ats Durrim Goldhand...."
*At the sound of his previous name, loads of spit flies his way, landing on him. ((What do you Goldhands do now? XD)) He looks up, exposing his bloodied face.
"Ahm nae feckin' Gold'and....."
*Durrim then tosses a folded piece to the closest dwarf. That parchment reads*
Asulon Birth Card
Name: Durrim
Parents: Durrik Grandaxe and Flora Irongut
Nation Residing In: Kingdom of Urguan
Race: Dwarf
*The note is sealed and signed by one of the deceased monks from the old cloud temple*
"Yeh get it noaw?"
*Durrim lays there as the baffled old dwarves exchange looks to each other*
((Well, I'm back on my dwarf character. I had him captured and held for about 60 years when sports session came into play. When I was gonna play back on Durrim, my PC broke erasing his skin and stuffs. Long story short, I found another skin and cant wait to play a dwarf again! <3 U OLAV!))