One day, during some territorial disputes close to their home, the cousins found themselves in the middle of a battle (not a huge one, around 40 dwarfs vs 75 Elfs), a massacre was about to be bestowed upon the dwarfs.
Blood after blood, his cousin tripped (to this day he still not very fond of fighting) and fell down in a river, carried away by the flowing current (he fainted as soon as he dropped, since his cousin is not fond of huge bodies of water). Akker was surrounded, he saw his whole life passing through his eyes. It was there that he remembered an old tale of shamans and he yelled to the skies: “Storm, earth and fire, heed my call! I am the son of the wind and rain, Thunder beckons and I heed the call! If I die, upon this day, In battle I will fall! Dwarf brothers falling at my side, With honor I will die! And upon the altar of the storms, I shall be reborn!!”
A little weather forecast here: They were indeed fighting alongside a mountain (likely a stone pinnacle of sorts, with a river flowing below), and huge clouds of thundering storms were coming their way since the beginning.
As soon as he finished his glorious speech (blatantly copied from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=brWXG6sQe5I), huge stones started falling from the top of the mountain (it had been the worst storm that land had seen in years, some say even the Gods battled that day) and Akker got hit in the head by a falling stone (he doesnt seem to be any left damage currently), as he fainted he saw a huge lightning coming to the ground and splattering around the place and he claims that he TOTALLY heard his name across the sky, like an thunder echoing across the world.
His cousin, when he got a grip of himself again and swore to never touch huge masses of water, went to the now what Akker calls the Stone Altar, just to find his cousin body there, not dead, just unconcious. When Akker and his cousin got back home, Akker told him what happened after he falled into the river, saying he had became a shaman.
His cousin, thinking he had lost his mind, went along with it and made him promise to not tell anyone about the “shaman” stuff (he knows everything happened at the right time and at the right place, but they cant afford to argue in these hard times.)
Now, Akker awaits for the nature to call him to his true mission on earth, it being …
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*update* Had to leave yesterday *update*
Why he thinks hes a shaman:
One day, during some territorial disputes close to their home, the cousins found themselves in the middle of a battle (not a huge one, around 40 dwarfs vs 75 Elfs), a massacre was about to be bestowed upon the dwarfs.
Blood after blood, his cousin tripped (to this day he still not very fond of fighting) and fell down in a river, carried away by the flowing current (he fainted as soon as he dropped, since his cousin is not fond of huge bodies of water). Akker was surrounded, he saw his whole life passing through his eyes. It was there that he remembered an old tale of shamans and he yelled to the skies: “Storm, earth and fire, heed my call! I am the son of the wind and rain, Thunder beckons and I heed the call! If I die, upon this day, In battle I will fall! Dwarf brothers falling at my side, With honor I will die! And upon the altar of the storms, I shall be reborn!!”
A little weather forecast here: They were indeed fighting alongside a mountain (likely a stone pinnacle of sorts, with a river flowing below), and huge clouds of thundering storms were coming their way since the beginning.
As soon as he finished his glorious speech (blatantly copied from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=brWXG6sQe5I), huge stones started falling from the top of the mountain (it had been the worst storm that land had seen in years, some say even the Gods battled that day) and Akker got hit in the head by a falling stone (he doesnt seem to be any left damage currently), as he fainted he saw a huge lightning coming to the ground and splattering around the place and he claims that he TOTALLY heard his name across the sky, like an thunder echoing across the world.
His cousin, when he got a grip of himself again and swore to never touch huge masses of water, went to the now what Akker calls the Stone Altar, just to find his cousin body there, not dead, just unconcious. When Akker and his cousin got back home, Akker told him what happened after he falled into the river, saying he had became a shaman.
His cousin, thinking he had lost his mind, went along with it and made him promise to not tell anyone about the “shaman” stuff (he knows everything happened at the right time and at the right place, but they cant afford to argue in these hard times.)
Now, Akker awaits for the nature to call him to his true mission on earth, it being …