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<blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 997978" data-attributes="member: 8222"><p><em>Cuvaghn-The Present, first day of Spring: A Quest Reborn.</em> </p><p></p><p>Burgain sighed and shook his head as several Dwarfs went by, carrying another batch of Dead...will these young hotheads ever learn?</p><p> Three years the Dwarfs had been back in Cuvaghn, three years Dwarves once more strode the Halls of the Ancient Clan of Grentrigh, yet had any of these 'heroes' found the Sceptre?</p><p></p><p>By Moradin's beard, there had been ...what was it ...<span style="color: blue">'Umprekk, how many now, eh?'</span> The old dwarf wiped a mug down, polishing the silver as if he had cast it himself (which he had, by Moradin).</p><p>The one-eyed oldster sweeping the Tavern looked up, scratching his bearded chin <span style="color: orange">'Moving on two 'unnerd, I reckon.'</span> </p><p>Two hundred...two hundred dead and gone to the Halls of the Fathers...and that just in this last month.</p><p></p><p>Sure, in the first year there was a great Crusade, goblins and orcs being driven back with ferocity. Why near ten thousand Dwarfs had been there, Burgain among them...his father's Axe in hand.</p><p>Goblin blood flowed through the streets of Cuvaghn then, wiping away the stain of the Loss, near 500 hundred years earlier.</p><p>That was before...before the Dwarfs had awakened the Dragon.</p><p>Gods, what a Beast. Some say he is a Wyrm of Fire, some of Shadow...some even say he is a Deep Drake.</p><p>Burgain stopped as a Dwarf went by, crying, carrying a young Dwarf that couldn't have been older than 20....so young. The older Dwarf had the look of a Father or an Uncle and he wailed <span style="color: orange">'Why, oh Father-Under-the-Mountain...why did ye take My Enbrem so young. Damn this Quest, Damn this Place!'</span> </p><p></p><p>Burgain nodded solemnly, he knew this Dwarf's Heart, he had seen this scene so many times in the past three years..so many times.</p><p>The door to the Tavern opened and a young Dwarf-lad ran in, excitedly panting <span style="color: orange">'New arrivals, new Heroes, from Temperlain!'</span> </p><p>Burgain scoffed, new corpses, rather.<span style="color: blue">'They'll be dead in a fortnight,lad, best not get too friendly with these Heroes...'</span> </p><p>The lad shook his head <span style="color: orange">'But these heroes are diff'rent, they have a Map! There's a Prince among em!! Prince Alembregh of Temperlain! A Prince!'</span> </p><p>The lad ran off to tell his news elsewhere amongst the Hold that the Dwarfs had won back from the Foes, though it was only a small part of Cuvaghn's Greatness.</p><p>A Prince, a royal Dwarf here to find the Sceptre of Kings???</p><p>Bergain yelled to Umprekk <span style="color: blue">get down to the Royal Suite,One-Eye! Get that place tidied up, there's a Prince in town...and you get out that bottle of Grimple's Gold, the good one, the '54. these visitors won't be wantin swill...'</span> </p><p>A prince...</p><p></p><p>*******************************************</p><p></p><p>Not half an hour later the doors to the Tavern swung open, Dwarfs in shining mail and plate entering, one bearing a Grand Pennant. Surrounded by near two dozen Dwarfs all in the colors of Temperlain's Royal House, it's black and red. A Dwarf stepped forward and addressed Burgain, who stood with his dusty cap in his hands, twitching nervously.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: blue">'I am Gurin Fordswright, Vassal of Alembregh, son of Borudain, King of Temperlain.We will be needing lodging for nigh two score as well as for our Tuskers. We will be requiring your entire establishment for the duaration of our Stay, may Moradin grant us Success. This should suffice in securing the premises and in recompensing your displaced guests.'</span> The dwarf Warrior tosses a bag to Burgain, who catches it with a deftness that only the truly desperate and poor possess. Opening the bag, Burgain nearly dropped it, for within shone emeralds, rubies and diamonds,enough to leave this place and start a new life somewhere else.</p><p></p><p>The Dwarf Warrior seemed to sense Burgain's thoughts </p><p><span style="color: blue">'Yes, a Fortune for you, Master Innkeeper, but heed this. When we find the Sceptre, will not your name be the one on the tongues of the Bards, as he who sheltered Alembregh the Great, the next High King? It would do you well to keep to your Inn, and indeed we insist, for we need a working Stronghold and your place was given as the most worthy by our Agents here.'</span> </p><p></p><p>The Innkeeper grinned, perhaps Legends were true, the Sceptre would once again bring joy to a people long bereft of it.</p><p>he had much work to do. Yelling for the Oldster and the other half dozen employees, Burgain had stews simmering and ale-kegs tapped within the hour, with little Ulim (an Orphan he had taken in) off to buy loaves and mushrooms, pies and haunches of venison, hunted in the lands above. Wouldn't Zeraglim the Food-merchant be suprised when Ulim handed him the little Ruby, oh yes he would. Times were looking better already.</p><p></p><p>*****************************************</p><p>And in darkened corners of the Dwarfhold even darker eyes took notice of the shining Prince, his Soldiers, the Priests, the Outlanders, Lizardfolk,Wyrm-born Elves and Brother of the Stone alike. Information was important to the Dwellers below, as well as to the rival Dwarf Clans in the City, and this was Valuable information indeed...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Uriel, post: 997978, member: 8222"] [I]Cuvaghn-The Present, first day of Spring: A Quest Reborn.[/I] Burgain sighed and shook his head as several Dwarfs went by, carrying another batch of Dead...will these young hotheads ever learn? Three years the Dwarfs had been back in Cuvaghn, three years Dwarves once more strode the Halls of the Ancient Clan of Grentrigh, yet had any of these 'heroes' found the Sceptre? By Moradin's beard, there had been ...what was it ...[COLOR=blue]'Umprekk, how many now, eh?'[/COLOR] The old dwarf wiped a mug down, polishing the silver as if he had cast it himself (which he had, by Moradin). The one-eyed oldster sweeping the Tavern looked up, scratching his bearded chin [COLOR=orange]'Moving on two 'unnerd, I reckon.'[/COLOR] Two hundred...two hundred dead and gone to the Halls of the Fathers...and that just in this last month. Sure, in the first year there was a great Crusade, goblins and orcs being driven back with ferocity. Why near ten thousand Dwarfs had been there, Burgain among them...his father's Axe in hand. Goblin blood flowed through the streets of Cuvaghn then, wiping away the stain of the Loss, near 500 hundred years earlier. That was before...before the Dwarfs had awakened the Dragon. Gods, what a Beast. Some say he is a Wyrm of Fire, some of Shadow...some even say he is a Deep Drake. Burgain stopped as a Dwarf went by, crying, carrying a young Dwarf that couldn't have been older than 20....so young. The older Dwarf had the look of a Father or an Uncle and he wailed [COLOR=orange]'Why, oh Father-Under-the-Mountain...why did ye take My Enbrem so young. Damn this Quest, Damn this Place!'[/COLOR] Burgain nodded solemnly, he knew this Dwarf's Heart, he had seen this scene so many times in the past three years..so many times. The door to the Tavern opened and a young Dwarf-lad ran in, excitedly panting [COLOR=orange]'New arrivals, new Heroes, from Temperlain!'[/COLOR] Burgain scoffed, new corpses, rather.[COLOR=blue]'They'll be dead in a fortnight,lad, best not get too friendly with these Heroes...'[/COLOR] The lad shook his head [COLOR=orange]'But these heroes are diff'rent, they have a Map! There's a Prince among em!! Prince Alembregh of Temperlain! A Prince!'[/COLOR] The lad ran off to tell his news elsewhere amongst the Hold that the Dwarfs had won back from the Foes, though it was only a small part of Cuvaghn's Greatness. A Prince, a royal Dwarf here to find the Sceptre of Kings??? Bergain yelled to Umprekk [COLOR=blue]get down to the Royal Suite,One-Eye! Get that place tidied up, there's a Prince in town...and you get out that bottle of Grimple's Gold, the good one, the '54. these visitors won't be wantin swill...'[/COLOR] A prince... ******************************************* Not half an hour later the doors to the Tavern swung open, Dwarfs in shining mail and plate entering, one bearing a Grand Pennant. Surrounded by near two dozen Dwarfs all in the colors of Temperlain's Royal House, it's black and red. A Dwarf stepped forward and addressed Burgain, who stood with his dusty cap in his hands, twitching nervously. [COLOR=blue]'I am Gurin Fordswright, Vassal of Alembregh, son of Borudain, King of Temperlain.We will be needing lodging for nigh two score as well as for our Tuskers. We will be requiring your entire establishment for the duaration of our Stay, may Moradin grant us Success. This should suffice in securing the premises and in recompensing your displaced guests.'[/COLOR] The dwarf Warrior tosses a bag to Burgain, who catches it with a deftness that only the truly desperate and poor possess. Opening the bag, Burgain nearly dropped it, for within shone emeralds, rubies and diamonds,enough to leave this place and start a new life somewhere else. The Dwarf Warrior seemed to sense Burgain's thoughts [COLOR=blue]'Yes, a Fortune for you, Master Innkeeper, but heed this. When we find the Sceptre, will not your name be the one on the tongues of the Bards, as he who sheltered Alembregh the Great, the next High King? It would do you well to keep to your Inn, and indeed we insist, for we need a working Stronghold and your place was given as the most worthy by our Agents here.'[/COLOR] The Innkeeper grinned, perhaps Legends were true, the Sceptre would once again bring joy to a people long bereft of it. he had much work to do. Yelling for the Oldster and the other half dozen employees, Burgain had stews simmering and ale-kegs tapped within the hour, with little Ulim (an Orphan he had taken in) off to buy loaves and mushrooms, pies and haunches of venison, hunted in the lands above. Wouldn't Zeraglim the Food-merchant be suprised when Ulim handed him the little Ruby, oh yes he would. Times were looking better already. ***************************************** And in darkened corners of the Dwarfhold even darker eyes took notice of the shining Prince, his Soldiers, the Priests, the Outlanders, Lizardfolk,Wyrm-born Elves and Brother of the Stone alike. Information was important to the Dwellers below, as well as to the rival Dwarf Clans in the City, and this was Valuable information indeed... [/QUOTE]
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