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| Author: | Kodie [ Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:16:25pm ] |
| Post subject: | It's a Dwarven Thing |
Awhile ago, while on guard duty in a Dwarven clanhold (far north and west of Cythera) in Khazhad, I scratched down a bit of lore. I hope you enjoy how life looked from my charactor's eyes Dwarfisms Short armed and legged - they shun stream, sea, and sail The closest they dare - to the water........is ale. With a fondness for explosions......the smoke and the roar Nothing warms a Dwarf's heart - or brings chuckles much more Than a distant explosion at a well-trapped mine door. Long days in the mines gleaning all types of ores They scrape Iron and gold, and coal - from the vein pores Tap they do hammers, shaping fine axe and armor Each Dwarf is a miner and never a farmer. The kiln fires burn hotly - the bellows lend spark As they form the raw ores until just about dark. True be it a human can lay forth a claim To the shear mass of intellect lodged in his brain But a Dwarf gains a wisdom of worldy ways Shearly by accident, and by living more days. Long after midnight drunk Dwarves nay wander alone Tis more fun for the many.............. to lose the way home. -Demi Dwarfess Telling Of Tales By the edge of the forest, just outside of a mine In a ring round a campfire, on an eve starry-bright Sit a clan of fine Dwarven, telling tales of a fight Against foes casting magic... with a terrible might. That each Dwarf returned - was itself a good sign. Now to lick wounds, and drink long into night. Hair wild and flowing - war helmet on head Garbed in earth tones of greens and of browns rusty-red And o'er that a suit of looped chainmail strong They sit by the fire and break into a song In no time at all they begin to relax Still, all the while ready - with hammer or axe. Then each tells his brothers and sisters a tale To the emptying sounds of "way many an ale" Loud clanking of mugs as the ale is swashed down And a hug and an armgrab, in friendship aboud. The telling of tales - aye, they heard them before But a telling of battle should be heard plenty more. -Demi Dwarfess |
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