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Battle Poem: By Derek "Hellbringer" Cosmosirons The Fenced Stigmata, Decapitator of UndeadSlice and Dice, Cut and Hack
Those who kill dwarf kind
Bash and Smash, Crack and Clack
those who end our line
Move and thrust, Hit the Dust
The fate of those green slime
Stay in the Fray, Slay away,
Those who end our time
Stand and fight, With your might
Those who are our pride
Charge and Battle, through the night
For those who will not die
Chase and hunt, the little grunt,
For those who run away
Sing a song, Cheer the crowd.
Flamebanner will not Stray.
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Fireheart's Journal: 20th Opal
The memories continue to plague me. Even in my dreams I'm forced to relive that terrible day at Helmthundered when the Goblins took everything. Our home, our friends and worst of all...our honor. Going before the Nobles I demanded a chance to redeem myself and my fellow survivors in the eyes of our brethren. My request was granted and I began preparations. Our honor will be regained whether we live to see it or not.
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This fortress is set a few monthes after the Fall of Helmthundered. The Undead and Goblins still run rampant and the pop cap of 20 will still be used for the first few years.
If you want a dwarf then post a name, profession(s) and gender and I'll accomadate as best I can.
There is magma, sand, a chasm and a brook on the map.