-Closed Thread. PM me if you think there is something I missed. I am trying to nail his past as best as I possibly can. any ideas may be added and given credit for.- Those who are told before hand they can post are authorized. Myself, Duran the Dwarf soldier and Icer-
Aeden was doing his rounds. Walking along the outer wall. He had sent several scouts parties out into the forests. He heard a loud cry of some kind when the only surviving scout was stumbling back through the gates.
"They are coming!" The scout fell to his knees and soon fell to the ground dead. Several arrows in his back. Aeden ordered the bell to be rung and the gates bared. All but the main gate was to be sealed. Covered from both sides by stones to prevent entry. He went to his families shrine and knelt before the alter.
"My ancestors hear me. We have defended this village all our lives. Release the sword of our family to me. To do so once again."
The stone slowly released the blade. The enchantment the Dwarves put upon the stone was amazing some times. He took the blade in hand and felt its power. The Silverite runes started to glow upon the touch of his hand.
He lead his personal men back to the main gate and had the archers preparing. He could see fires in the distance. They were burning their way through the land. He gripped the blade tightly. All who looked at it knew what it was. He raised his arms and let out a loud long yell. It echoed long after he had stopped. "Soldiers of Tiberithus. Do not let them break these walls."
The banner of the city was taken down from the others gates signalling they were closed off and were no longer able to be used. He had the one over the main gate raised. "We will hold this city. They will not bleed further into our lands!" The lord of the city was evacuated when the scout returned. Him and the entire family to the capitol. The archers made their bows ready and held for his orders. He had his mother and father, little brother and sister. And even his young wife, barricaded in the barracks and guarded by a detail of honor knight.
Aeden was doing his rounds. Walking along the outer wall. He had sent several scouts parties out into the forests. He heard a loud cry of some kind when the only surviving scout was stumbling back through the gates.
"They are coming!" The scout fell to his knees and soon fell to the ground dead. Several arrows in his back. Aeden ordered the bell to be rung and the gates bared. All but the main gate was to be sealed. Covered from both sides by stones to prevent entry. He went to his families shrine and knelt before the alter.
"My ancestors hear me. We have defended this village all our lives. Release the sword of our family to me. To do so once again."
The stone slowly released the blade. The enchantment the Dwarves put upon the stone was amazing some times. He took the blade in hand and felt its power. The Silverite runes started to glow upon the touch of his hand.
He lead his personal men back to the main gate and had the archers preparing. He could see fires in the distance. They were burning their way through the land. He gripped the blade tightly. All who looked at it knew what it was. He raised his arms and let out a loud long yell. It echoed long after he had stopped. "Soldiers of Tiberithus. Do not let them break these walls."
The banner of the city was taken down from the others gates signalling they were closed off and were no longer able to be used. He had the one over the main gate raised. "We will hold this city. They will not bleed further into our lands!" The lord of the city was evacuated when the scout returned. Him and the entire family to the capitol. The archers made their bows ready and held for his orders. He had his mother and father, little brother and sister. And even his young wife, barricaded in the barracks and guarded by a detail of honor knight.