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#21 Barafo Steelfounder

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Posted 06 March 2009 - 12:53 PM

2226-2329:

Ageing Scholars refer to this time as the 'Rule of the Axe and Shield'
For upon Thungrims release from the township of Waldenhoff, the two brothers swore eternal servitude to one-another, un-wavering in there resolve to fight and die for the other.

It was a union of two great Dwarves. Both where young amongst the Elder race, Thungrim only in his Mid fiftys whilst Hungrim almost a hundred. They burned with an inner ambition, rarely seen since the golden age of the Dwarves centurys before them.
Within years, they had extended the mines below Grom Karaz to encompass the entire mountain range. As far West as Karak Kadrin and as far North as within sight of the lost hold of Karak Vlag did they stretch, and even to the East, there tunnels went, even beyond the sight of the great Goblin Chieftan Gnashrak, who dominated the east atop his glistening mountain fort.
But even though the Dawi of Grom Karaz gained much in there exploration - least of all much needed wealth from the veins of Gold and Silver they found - this has also been deemed a time of great sorrow for the hold. For in this time frame, the fabled company of Ten - those who had been gifted some of the finest Gromril suits of armour the Blacksmiths of Karak Kadrin had ever wrought by the founder of Grom Karaz, Hanagrim Steelfounder - were wittled down to only seven. Berro Grimage's Grandson, Brego Grimage, was devoured by a foul Troll whilst scouting the blasted wastes to the East. Haru Darklocks son, Gundrek, and Old Gimlos Dragonback himself where ambushed whilst nearing the Hold by a ravenous party of mutants whilst out on patrol. Of the three, only Gundreks body was ever recovered, though none of the Grimril sets of armour where found. Accounts from the chief Engineer of the time, Broinsson Gondroksson, explain the mood of the hold during this dark period in some detail:-

'Tis many long years since I seen the Lords in such a dark mood. As can be expected, naturally, certainly the deaths of young Brego and Gundrek will have hit them hard... but Old Gimlos? He had been a staunch freind of there family for well over two-hundred years!. There vengeance upon these deaths will be absolute wi'out question, why, I've narry' seen Thungrim for the best part of a week and of his brother... well, he's been permanently camped in one of our Ranger havens for well over three months now, trackin the beasts from haven ta' haven. They say he's been goin wi'out food an' water so as not to give the Mutants an Troll the chance ta' put a foot more between them. Grungni's praise ta' both of those lads I say. And Valaya's wrath be to those creatures if they'be caught!

From accounts of the time similar to Broinssons claims, the Brothers tracked down the Troll fairly soon after the above. Of the Mutants, there was no sign, such where there numbers and ability to dissapear into the wasteland. But the Troll had a cave, and this in the end was its un-doing. It is said from eye-witness accounts, that both Thungrim and Hungrim went forth into its lair alone, accompanied by the remainder of the company of Ten, even though a small throng of there finest warriors stood ready and willing behind them. It is said that not long after they where swallowed by the shadows of that dark place, the sounds of battle ensued. Tensed and on edge, the large expedition most likely waited with trepidation flowing through there veins. But they needn't of worried. Some hours after they had entered, the Dwarves filed out of the cave. Most where shaken and clearly in some sort of distress; though nothing was deemed life threatening. Of Hungrim and Thungrim, accounts tell they where covered from head to foot in Troll blood - for if reports are to be beleived - the two brothers tore a mighty rent into the creatures stomach in there search for the armour of the Ten.

Edited by Barafo Steelfounder, 07 March 2009 - 04:26 PM.


#22 Barafo Steelfounder

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Posted 07 March 2009 - 12:11 PM

2329-2330: For over a century, the Steelfounder brothers had brought a certain degree of peace to the lands surrounding Peak Pass, and albeit for the tragic loss of three of the company of ten, there warriors had rarely sallied forth to engage there foes. But that was all about to change. During the spring of Twenty-three-twenty-nine, a migrating tribe of Greenskins journeyed westward amongst the ancient dirt roads and highways, fighting there way past both Barbarians and the fabled, thrice accursed 'Lost Dwarves' - or the Dawi Zharr, as they are reffered to in the Dammaz Kron. Such a tribe of Orcs had been common place in the Wastes, there migratory patterns coinciding with regional conflicts, and in most cases, the Dwarves of Grom Karaz could scout ahead to get some fore-warning of such an eventuality as this one by tracking there movements. But these where not normal circumstances. It was not by chance that the Dawi-Zharr of the east fought this tribe with savage ferocity, ever when the tribe tryed turning east 'stead of west. Nae, this was the work and ingenuity of our foul Kin.

So, by the middle of spring, lookouts atop the mountains ridges sounded forth there warning calls, and the walls of Grom Karaz shook with the iron clad boots of the impending Orc Horde. The numbers of the Orcs has remained a mystery, with eye witness report numbering them at anywhere between a thousand, and two thousand. With such overwhelming forces before them, the Brothers set fire to the many warning beacons atop Grom Karaz's formidable mountains; in an effort to warn Karak Kadrin.

The battle that ensued was perhaps the bloodiest in Grom Karaz's relatively short History. With the permission of his descendants, below I am able to copy some of the memoirs from Lord Hungrim himself, detailing some of the events surrounding the siege:


Thats them at th[the line wavours off the page, as if the writers hand shook] at the Gates again. They've been at it for almost an hour, bashing it with there shoddy siege equipment, but where they managed to find a battering ram I'll never know. Still, doubtless they'll be through soon. We've culled many of there number through shot and quarrel, but I fear it will not be enough. Both myself and Thungrim have rallied every able bodied Dwarf to the cause, and yet we are still woefully out-numbered. Dwarven valour and strength of arms with surely be put to the test once they break through, but by Grimnirs good grace, we shall see it through. And if not, we shall take as many of them with us as we transcend to the halls of our fore-bears.

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[Odd smudges dot this entry, even after all these years, you can still see them as visibly as when they where made. My only guess would be the entry was splashed by rain or some such]

I shall have vengeance, I swear by all the ancestor gods, by grimnir, Valaya and Grungni I shall have my reckoning. Even now, surrounded by my foes in the very tunnels I helped to build, I can still see his face. Mud sprayed upon his brow, blood trickeling from his mouth, that faint smile playing across his mouth...... I [The smudges are most evident here] I-I can still picture him when we where but humble Dawi Youths, running around these halls, battling dragons and monsters.... Such epic battles we shared. Yet now, when I needed his presence the most, he has been cruelly taken away from me... The Orc who struck the blow which ended my Brothers life, even whilst he valiantly fought the Orc Chieftan over the shattered ruin of the gate-house, will know my purest wrath before this day is through. His fanged, bullish features will be forever etched in my mind until the second coming of Grimnir himself.

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Posted 07 March 2009 - 04:34 PM

This tread is superb!!! Been thinking about doing the same only mine seems more like a dry accounting of history of who was king and major events. Yours bring the history of the hold to life. Very good. You can drink on my tab tonight. Cheers guinesssmilie.gif

Edited by Skull Krusher, 07 March 2009 - 04:35 PM.


#24 Barafo Steelfounder

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Posted 07 March 2009 - 04:45 PM

QUOTE (Skull Krusher @ Mar 7 2009, 04:34 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
This tread is superb!!! Been thinking about doing the same only mine seems more like a dry accounting of history of who was king and major events. Yours bring the history of the hold to life. Very good. You can drink on my tab tonight. Cheers guinesssmilie.gif



Many thanks Skull, appreciate your feedback.

Yours is certainly a piece of art Brother, worthy of a Nobel prize for sheer dedication at the very least. It is I who should look to your piece for inspiration, not the other way round.

Still, bar these last three entrys, I'm this close [''] to completely editing the whole thing. But anyway, this entire little project of mine is gonig to get a bit of attention from now on. Maybe I'll try and add an extract from the tomes each day, who knows.

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Posted 08 March 2009 - 12:49 PM

2330: It is with sadness in my heart that I chronicle the events towards the end of the siege, an event it must be told, that Karak Kadrin branded as a mere 'Border Skirmish' in there ancient logs. It has been long reputed that Hungrim Steelfounder sallied forth from his ancestors Tunnels, with what remained of his Kin, to wage one last battle with the Greenskins who had taken Thungrim from him.
Of this later battle, there are barely any records at all, albeit for some hastily penciled notes from various sources; of which not all are entirely accurate, or indeed, follow the same course of events. But what is known however, is of the titanic rage driven battle between Hungrim and the great Orc Chieftan Murk Beardtrimmer - who, remarkably enough, was the descendant of the Grim Beardtrimmer, the great chieftan who had assaulted the Hold nye near two hundred years previous - and his lieutenant Borz 'Eadsplitter, who as hungrim describes suggests, may of struck the telling blow againt Lord Thungrim.

Many accounts recall this Grudge fuelled vendetta against the two Orc by Hungrim, of which most where taken down after the battle had ended. Of all these accounts I have sprawled about my desk detailing this battle, there are only a few I can humbly deem as being entirely truthfull or accurate; for even though a Dwarf would never lie about such events, we can certainly over-exagerate at times. So, for the benefit of historical accuracy, I have chosen to add the accounts of the battle from the perspective of Grom Karaz's chief Rune-Priest, one Barandin Stoneheart:


Hungrim had broken through the Orc lines almost single handedly. We had done what we could, but there was an aura about him that we could not match. It where as if Grimnir guided his boots towards his quary. And when he did reach it, I remember seeing a look in those pallid eyes of his, one almost of sadness. He seemed to stumble before the Chieftan and his lackey, as if the weight of his exurtions had finally caught up with him. But then, even as I wrestled with an Orc warrior mysef, he seemed to compose, muttering something in barely audible Khazalid, before jumping into the fray. I could only catch glimspes, but from what I saw, it was the lackey, this Borz 'Eadsplitter, who felt Hungrims axe first. In the time it took me to blink, the Orc had lost a hand, an Ear, and most of its head. Mork, for all his fame, fared little better. He traded blows with the Dwarf for heartbeats before succombing to his mighty axe. The red mist had descended to such a degree, that Hungrim continued to hack at there corpses, writhing in there dark blood as he slipped and fell.
I can honestly say, I have never seen such anger manifested like that in all my long life.


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Posted 14 March 2009 - 02:35 PM

2330-2334: Recounted as the 'Time of Woe' amongst the Book bearers of the hold, these four tedious years slowly dragged by as Lord Hungrim utterly succumbed to grief at the loss of his brother Thungrim. It is recorded that, for much of these four long year, his chosen company of seven took some measure of power away from him see to the repairs to the hold and too give there people some direction.
It is hard to imagine sat here as I am, amidst my stacks of parchments in a quiet corner of Karak Kadrins vaste Library, how comesa Dwarf to such a state as Hungrim endured during these years. Yet, I would wager a gold piece that losing that which is dearest to me, would give me some indication.

Bar the Dark mood swings, bouts of depression and solitude, not much is accounted during these years of Hungrims reign. There are some scant reports of further troubles with the remnants of the Beardtrimmer Tribe, for it seems subsequent leaders rose amongst there number and chose to exact a measure of revenge against my Kin. As far as the records suggest, it was a large company of Kadrin-Steel armoured warriors from Karak Kadrin that utterly routed the Orcs from the pass; driving them deep into the wastelands before falling back.

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Posted 15 March 2009 - 12:00 PM

2334 ~ Winter: During the winter of twenty-three-thirty-four, an un-precedented guest arrived at the walls of Grom Karaz; escorted by a formidable band of gleaming warriors, decked in there Kadrin-Steel armour and wielding mighty mattocks. It was non other than Ongrim Ironfist (Ungrims father) himself, Slayer King of Karak Kadrin, Lord defender of Peak Pass and sworn protector of Grimnirs shrine. He had come at the behest of urgent pleas from members of the company of seven, who seeing there lord deteriorate further into depression, had requested that Ongrim travel east to pay there Lord a much needed visit.

Ongrim Ironfist was one of the mightiest Kings in Dwarfdom, perhaps only matched by the power and authority of the High King Himself. Needless to say, the Dwarves of Grom Karaz payed homage to there liege, paving his path with gifts and offerings non of which Ongrim took; neither for himself or for his coffers back home. His company of some three-hundred Dwarves stood silent and resolute in Grom Karaz's courtyard, watched by the respectfull, awe filled eyes of Grom Karaz's own guards.
It is recorded that the Slayer King marched directly for Hungrims private quarters, with next to no guidance; such was his knowledge of his own lands and holdings. Amongst most Dwarves, little is known of what Ongrim said to Hungrim when he marched into his study and slammed the door behind him. Not even the company of seven saw this private encounter. Yet, there was one account of the affair, though at first I had lost all hope of finding it. By Valaya's good grace however, I have managed to locate this account, as written by Barandin Stoneheart, Chief Rune-Priest:

I watched with dumb-struck eyes as Ongrim Ironfist, Lord Defender of Kadrin Valley, marched into Hungrims study, slamming the door behind him. Such was the aura of the Slayer King, stood before us as he was, that I instinctively dropped to my ageing knees. Lord Hungrim however seemed to pause for the briefest of moments, his face a-wash with confusion and anxiety. Eventually, he ran forward to our liege, dropping to his knees, and entering a great bout of sobbing. His words where mumbled and quite, but Ongrim seemed to understand, nodding his head with a sympathetic smile playing across his mouth. Gradually, he managed to raise Hungrim to his feet and, placing one of his gauntleted hands on our Lords shoulder, spoke to him in the clearest, most resolute voice I have ever heard....

"Let not sorrow envelope you, Dwarf Brother. We are sons of Grungni, as strong as the mountains are tall, as stalwart as our shields are thick and as determined as our axes are keen. You are Lord of Grom Karaz, Hungrim Steelfounder, protector of the lands of the Slayer Kings and Guardian of my mountain pass. I will not, nor shall not, let you fall into a bottomless pit from which you shall never return. As your liege I shall not let that happen, and, as your freind and blood-brother, I shall not let that happen. Now, let not your grief for Thungrim cloud your judgement. There will come a time when you shall see him again, amidst the Golden Halls of our ancestors, but now is not that time"

I remember the pause, and most notably, the beeming smile of the Slayer King as clearly as the day I saw it.

"Now go Dwarf Brother, bring Axe and Fire to our foes, account for lost grudges and settle new ones. Go forth, and bring me Orc Heads!"

Edited by Barafo Steelfounder, 16 March 2009 - 10:14 AM.


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Posted 19 March 2009 - 12:39 PM

2334-2337: So begins the great 'Orc Hunt' of Grom Karaz. With fire in his belly, Hungrim - now free from the shackles of depression - heads eastward at the head of a small but resolute force; consisting of both his own stout warriors, and those who remained behind from Ongrims party. It is upon the dirt laden roads of the east that Hungrim sets about his trade, laying ambushes and traps to ensnare and disperse groups of Orcs travelling Westward. After weeks of absence, he would return for supplies, before heading back into the East. And so for three short years this routine continued; with the massing piles of corpses of the fallen Greenskins putting off those Tribes from travelling Westward. It is only in the spring of twenty-three-thirty-seven that Hungrim finally returns for good, becoming satisfied that he had given the Tribes something to think about before heading back home.

Edited by Barafo Steelfounder, 19 March 2009 - 12:40 PM.


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Posted 19 March 2009 - 04:51 PM

2339: After the peacefull bliss of twenty-three-thirty-eight, Hungrim settles down somewhat in the following year, adopting a more watchfull approach to his duties. During this time it is also accounted as the beginning of the courtship between Hungrim and Meldava Hornblower of Karak Kadrin. From recorded meetings, it had long been on the Lords agenda to find a suitable bride, but with the recent troubles with the Tribes he had lost his appetite for romance; until now. Much is recorded of Meldava, almost down to the size of her thighs, if you where intrested in that sort of detail... naturally... But, still, the enormity of the detail in the scrolls about her is extrodinary. Of course, the rumours that followed her from Karak Kadrin, in how she allegedly had rigged explosives under her brothers bed in an attempt to literally blow him out of there fathers will, where not so wildly published.

Edited by Barafo Steelfounder, 19 March 2009 - 04:53 PM.


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Posted 26 March 2009 - 01:44 PM

2341: Following a year long courtship, the couple set upon a date for there union; scheduled to coincide with the height of the summer months. But it is during the time of winters thaw, when snow and ice began too melt forming roaring streams down the mountain side, that the young Dwarf'ess fell pregnant with her first child. Amidst the mirth, well-wishes and showering of gifts from there familys and kinsmen, the couple quickly settled upon a name for there un-born child. Barafo would be his name. Barafo Steelfounder.




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