I've donated to Bay12 for christmas and ThreeToe wrote me a story about the ring. Here it is:
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The great warrior looked over what the dwarves had constructed. It
was modest, sure, but without a doubt a home built for a true hero.
The foundation was as sturdy as the root of a mountain. Its walls and
roof shed all elements like shields in the heat of battle. The man
smiled and looked down at the ring in his palm. It was inscribed with
runes dedicated to this very day.
“Chobeat,” said the girl, “can I open my eyes yet?”
Slowly, Chobeat stepped to his woman and took her hand. He slid the
ring on her finger and kissed her hand. She opened her eyes and
blushed, startled by the beauty of the ring.
“It is beautiful,” she said.
Sadly, she wasn’t the only one to see the sparkly thing. High above,
Ethbesh the roc circled. Since the dawn of time, the evil bird had
haunted the valley below from her nest high in the mountain. Hate and
jealously drove the monster to new acts of cruelty.
Just as Chobeat was about to carry his woman across the threshold of
his new dwarven house, a shadow fell upon him. With one mighty rush
of talon and wing, his wife was gone. Chobeat cried out and drew his
sword. It was too late.
Then he saw something glowing on the ground. The ring! He picked it
up and looked at the strange pictograms. It had dwarf magic. Maybe
he could yet find her. He slid the ring onto his little finger.
Suddenly he heard voices all around him.
“You can hear me,” said a voice from behind.
Chobeat turned around to see a smiling cat.
“I can help you get her back,” said the creature. “My name is Tao.”
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