Sakzul Hatchglides the Laconic Quill of Beaches, hero, a legendary one.
His story is a short one, yet a tale of cruel fate, a touch of destiny. He at a young age learnt the skills of the Axedwarf. He was powerful, tough, resilent, and cunning. For times a-many, Sakzul took up adventuring, only one did he finally get his break. In the late summer of 250, he struck down creatures a-many. Bandits, trolls, creatures of the night. He was an enemy of goblins, and oft had ambushed by them.
Finally, by a lord, he was offered with a grave task. He must slay the Titan "Zin Mountainsnarl" he was of leech form, complete with wings. Half a day he travelled with a small band of 8, finally he set upon a temple. The temple was built for the titan by her followers, they worshiped her. When Sakzul happened upon the temple, the priests and priestess and all worships lie dead, blood and guts lie all over the floors. Not far, a huge hoard of armor, weapons, even a few trinkets lay bare. Zin appeared before Sakzul and company, it did not speak, he did make a noise. Naught but grumble, moan and attack.
And so the battle came, with his steel battle axe, he fought. Sailing of both wings, and after a long battle, lasting hours, he struck down the creature! He looked down at the creature, and took it's wing as a trophy. He stumbled to great hoard. All of it, useless. His armor was steel, all of it was copper and much to large. He decided to leave it and he carried on to the castle. The tale of success was short-lived as he was charged with yet another task. Yet his story with the titan lived on. On the travel, he said to himself 'After this beast, I shall have done my duty, and I will finally retire in the mountains not far from this land. Peace, and naught but silence.'
He was told to seek out a Hydra, far to the south. For a day he travelled, and him and company sat and rested in a small dell, or near, rather at the foothills of the near mountains. And he thought of his retirement after this mess with the Hydra, he wanted glory of him and his people, but he has found it. Yet now, he feels he can only defeat his terrible Hydra, whom burdens the lands. That night, a touch of destiny was bestowed upon Sakzul, grim fate.
In the night, goblins came. Leader of a whole civilization, a boss came. The dragged Sakzul into the dell, and kept him guarded by goblins at the top of the dell, and goblins at the entrance. Finally, the screams of the last of his companions awoke him from his deep sleep. He was stunned, he lay aghast. Finally he took up his axe, and chopped down the sentries coming to seize him. By that time, the ambush had swarmed about it, and the boss, Aspuz Incestlegend the Silent Scribe came before him. He battled with the dwarf Sakzul, axe to morningstar. Aspuz had the upper hand, and crushed in the dwarven skull. The dwarf was felled. But he refused to give up, he was stubborn before he would die, he was luck to have such a chance. He thanked Armok for helms and chestplates. He stood himself up and stroked his axe at the goblin leader. There both lay mortal wounded, a goblin took his spear and jammed it through the dwarf's chest.
Sakzul Hatchglides the Laconic Quill of Beaches, had been struck down. Retirement never came for the dwarf. Grim fate laid upon him. But his axe stroke went deep into Aspuz's chest, soon after, bled to death.
Although Sakzul lay dead, in an unmarked grave some where in a dell, in the foothills of the mountains with his companions, his tale will forever live on through out the land.
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