Dr_Chill
Fighter
I was shocked to learn that the blade eaters, this ancestral foe that destroyed the Home Forge of my Clan, are no more!
I had dedicated my life and skill to forging weapons and armor, and supporting our Clansmen on a myriad of mostly fruitless assaults and raids on blade eater positions. I had dedicated my life and my hammer with the hope of reclaiming our Home Forge through the eradication and extermination of all blade eaters…
Imagine my surprise when I learned that a group of mistwalkers up and talked with a bunch of fancy elves and…poof…they all went away. That the power of the words of these mistwalkers was more powerful than our hammers and forges…
Well…after drinking several kegs ‘o beer…and after exploring many mountain paths myself…and drinking a few more kegs ‘o beer…I started to come to a realization…that the land and the mountains were beginning to shift…there was a new rumble deep in the granite foundations of the land…It was a call to action! I believe that it is time for me to leave the rebuilding of our Home Forge to the Master Stonemasons, and to rededicate my hammer towards a new cause!
I wish to send a message to Sir Victor von Gryphon, Knight of the Stayed Blade, honored Knight of Gaden!
Honored Sir, if you have need of a master armorsmith and battle-stitcher I am at your service.
If however you do not need my services, I understand, I will attempt to set up a new forge in Rosk…they have kegs ‘o beer there right?
May the fires of your forge glow brightly,
Bromatheon “Brom” Ironbeard the Unemployed
I had dedicated my life and skill to forging weapons and armor, and supporting our Clansmen on a myriad of mostly fruitless assaults and raids on blade eater positions. I had dedicated my life and my hammer with the hope of reclaiming our Home Forge through the eradication and extermination of all blade eaters…
Imagine my surprise when I learned that a group of mistwalkers up and talked with a bunch of fancy elves and…poof…they all went away. That the power of the words of these mistwalkers was more powerful than our hammers and forges…
Well…after drinking several kegs ‘o beer…and after exploring many mountain paths myself…and drinking a few more kegs ‘o beer…I started to come to a realization…that the land and the mountains were beginning to shift…there was a new rumble deep in the granite foundations of the land…It was a call to action! I believe that it is time for me to leave the rebuilding of our Home Forge to the Master Stonemasons, and to rededicate my hammer towards a new cause!
I wish to send a message to Sir Victor von Gryphon, Knight of the Stayed Blade, honored Knight of Gaden!
Honored Sir, if you have need of a master armorsmith and battle-stitcher I am at your service.
If however you do not need my services, I understand, I will attempt to set up a new forge in Rosk…they have kegs ‘o beer there right?
May the fires of your forge glow brightly,
Bromatheon “Brom” Ironbeard the Unemployed