Post by harikgodfist on Feb 1, 2005 10:38:48 GMT -5
After their defeat on the fields, the scout and two dwarven raiders returned to the Mysty Mountains. Scaling the steep paths, the dwarves reached a cave entrance that led deep into mines of the Dwarven Kingdom. The dwarven halls were vast and filled with busy workers, either crafting precious medals into jewelry and weapons, or mining the toughest rocks for new treasures.
The current thrane, Harik Godfist, resided in a small room to the side of the great hall. There he was joined by his fellow comrades, in deep discussion about the current matters at hand. "GoldenMyst 'as lon' been an ally ter our people...but dis be an outrage, to steal sometin' so precious to our kingdom," exclaimed Harik to his council members. The dwarves nodded in agreement.
As the meeting continued, the scout and raiders would come into the room. Stopping, the scout and raiders bowed to the committee.
"Brother Godfist" started the scout, "We went ter the fields like yer said to, but no sign of it or the laddie that sto' it ferm us." The raiders remained silent, waiting for Harik's answer.
"Aye, I'll be makin' a visit to that king of thar's...tha' Nicho feller...We've got matters to discuss." Harik sent the scout and raiders away, before turning back to his committee. "I don' wan' a war wit' dese people, but we'll get it back one way er anot'er."
The current thrane, Harik Godfist, resided in a small room to the side of the great hall. There he was joined by his fellow comrades, in deep discussion about the current matters at hand. "GoldenMyst 'as lon' been an ally ter our people...but dis be an outrage, to steal sometin' so precious to our kingdom," exclaimed Harik to his council members. The dwarves nodded in agreement.
As the meeting continued, the scout and raiders would come into the room. Stopping, the scout and raiders bowed to the committee.
"Brother Godfist" started the scout, "We went ter the fields like yer said to, but no sign of it or the laddie that sto' it ferm us." The raiders remained silent, waiting for Harik's answer.
"Aye, I'll be makin' a visit to that king of thar's...tha' Nicho feller...We've got matters to discuss." Harik sent the scout and raiders away, before turning back to his committee. "I don' wan' a war wit' dese people, but we'll get it back one way er anot'er."