After many months and some some help from Migrants for the Mountain Homes we managed to put all our dead to rest.
We prepared for the worst and started completing the basic fortifications and awaited the arrival of trade caravans.
The Beast
We heard the bone shaking wail again, this time much closer, we moved with caution into the Great Dining Hall, where we saw an Creature forgotten by time and by story.
An Ancient Rock Leech injured and dying lay across the grand table. We quickly lept upon it before it could rise and severed it in two. Our many fallen brethren had wounded the beast fatally, but did not survive to see its demise.
I sent word back to the Mountain Homes, that we had killed the beast. We set about burring our fallen, there spirits could be seen roaming the halls and where getting hostile.
An Ancient Rock Leech injured and dying lay across the grand table. We quickly lept upon it before it could rise and severed it in two. Our many fallen brethren had wounded the beast fatally, but did not survive to see its demise.
I sent word back to the Mountain Homes, that we had killed the beast. We set about burring our fallen, there spirits could be seen roaming the halls and where getting hostile.
Strike The Earth
We decided our best course of action was to head down the front trench and see if we could tunnel through. To our great fortune, the barracks was positioned just on the other side of the rock face.
What we found inside was a horror undreamed of. Fellow dwarf lay shredded, limbs and entrails strewn across every surface. The low Moan could still be heard, and I swear I saw movement.
We set on down the stairwell and came to the the main living block. It seemed to have escaped the horror in the barracks, most likely what ever battle was fought took place else where.
What we found inside was a horror undreamed of. Fellow dwarf lay shredded, limbs and entrails strewn across every surface. The low Moan could still be heard, and I swear I saw movement.
We set on down the stairwell and came to the the main living block. It seemed to have escaped the horror in the barracks, most likely what ever battle was fought took place else where.
The Return to Bronze Frost
I did not believe in such tales, the ancient beasts where myths told to scare children, My
friends and I set off to investigate what had happened.
Once we arrived at BronzeFrost however, I began believing.
We where greeted with items strewn across the country side, blood stained the entrance walls and outer courtyard and the main gate drawn. No signs of life could be see or heard.
A low bone chilling cry echoed from somewhere deep below the earth.
We decided to camp in the court yard for the night and formulate a plan.
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