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Valayan Priestesses Print
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Thursday, 18 May 2006
Valayan priestesses is a secretly society of dwarven culture. They are the chosen of Valaya, and take care of the daily business such as caring for the wounded and helping out with delivering the infants. They spend most of their hours in the temples of their deities and have taken a live of celibacy. Apart from having a part in dwarf society, they have heir part in dwarf warfare. If a threat nears a dwarf hold, the priestesses leave their temples together with the rest of the dwarf army and huddle together in their own units on the battlefield.Apart from their tough fighting techniques they have an adapt form of magic. As they fall to their knees they start praying and call upon their deities to grand them strength and aid them. A unit of priestesses is something no dwarf general can do without.
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Prince Ulthers Imperial Dwarfs Print
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Thursday, 18 May 2006
King Ulfar Stonehammer of Karak-Ungor lay dying. Relatives andretainers were gathered round his bed with its four dragon-toppedposts, chewing their beards in grief. Where is my son? croaked theking, Let him come to me. A servant slipped out of the royalbedchamber and hurried to the Prince’s apartments. After a fewminutes, Prince Ulther son of Ulfar entered the chamber, whistlingcheerfully. Hello, father, he said, Still here, then? Well, that’snice, gasped the king, What about a bit of grief? The Princescratched his beard. Of course I’ll miss you and all that, he said,But then, I am going to be king when you’ve hung up your hammer.Willmixed feelings do? The king raised his dimming eyes to the ceiling.Come closer, he wheezed, There are some things I must tell you beforeI die. The Prince approached the four-poster hopefully, as did thecourt scribe, quill in hand. My son, croaked the king, I leave youthe rulership of Karak-Ungor - there was an uncomfortable shufflingamong the king’s retainers at this point - And I leave you mywar-axe, with the dragon-etched blade... Not the hammer? interruptedthe Prince, a little peevishly. Watch it or you won’t get the axe.Sorry. That’s better. And along with the axe, I leave you a duty.Years ago, I swore that I would never rest until the blight of Chaoswas cut out from our race, and the Chaos Dwarfs were no more. I passthat oath on to you. I also pass on to you my oath to exterminate theGoblins and their foul kin. You shall form a warband from the verycream of our race, and take it out to destroy these two enemies. Youshall not rest until you have completed your task, nor shall youreturn to Karak-Ungor, which will be ruled in your absence by myChancellor, Gorm the Wise... The king was interrupted at this pointby a collective sigh from hes retainers, some of whom openly startedshaking hands. They were quelled by a stern glance fom the king, whocarried on with his death-speech as the scribe wrote furiously. Takefor your standard a dragon-carved post from your father’sdeathbed...
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