OUT OF MY FORGE BEFORE I THROW YOU IN THE MAGMA!
All pales in comparison to the glory of Kudust Axematched! All pales against dwarvenkind!
Gemclod will be a new beginning. No elves will survive.
I NEED BLOCKS OF THE HARDEST STONE! BRING THEM TO ME!
Our empire can only be regained in the same way it was lost. And it is not through craft or trade or diplomacy or digging that our empire was lost. No, it is through blood and steel, and it is through blood and steel that it could be regained.
But it will not be.
Our empire is dead, not yet buried, but dead and as worthless as the "nobles" that cling to it. A new one must be built on its corpse, more powerful than the old one, one that will not stop fighting until all known lands submit to it. All those who oppose it, be they elves, humans or even dwarves, will end in a shallow grave.
WHERE ARE MY BLOCKS?
Yes, our empire will spread, but it needs a ruler. Not a mere overseer, or general or some "king". It needs someone who will do what must be done, who will rule with an iron fist. It needs someone who won't be swayed by petty wants or tradition or morality or mercy. It needs an Emperor!
It needs me!
I will be Emperor! No, not Empress. No! This is just another form of "tradition". Let no dwarf be bound by tradition, let no dwarf willingly throw their freedom away when there is no need to. If only all dwarves could realize this, our civilization would not be crumbling. Those "nobles" would have ended up as heads on pikes a long time ago!
WOOD! CHOP A THOUSAND TREE IF YOU HAVE TO, BUT I NEED WOOD!
But to say that our civilization is facing annihilation isn't true. Dwarvenkind as a whole is facing extermination. Slowly, we are bled dry. Slowly, we are killed. And all of this is through our own complacency, for there is no elf who can match the might of a trained dwarven warrior.
But no more!
No more, no more, no more! I will make sure of this.
From this moment on, every dwarf in Gemclod, and every dwarf who joins us, will venerate Kudust Axematched; if not consciously, then through their actions! It is easier than it seems. Kudust is a simple god. There are no temple to Kudust, for every fortress is a temple to Kudust. Every forge is an altar to Kudust, every smith is a priest of Kudust, and every soldier, from the mightiest champion to the lowliest recruit, is a servant of Kudust.
GEMS, BRING ME THE RAREST OF GEMS!
From now on, until the world is ours or the last dwarf falls, we are at war. War will make us strong, stronger than we ever have been.
LEATHER! BRING ME THE HIDES OF THE MIGHTIEST OF BEASTS THAT THEY MAY SERVE GEMCLOD IN DEATH!
And until that moment comes, I will rule the dwarves from my throne of steel!
For Armok and Kudust! Blood for the blood god! War for the war god!
BEHOLD! Ralathdastot! The Lamented Sword!
Mighty symbol of Gemclod!
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...it- it was more impressive in my head...
Toussaint Louverture wrote :-
An optical tunnel that draws the viewer into the wearers junk. The Lamented Sword.
These grieves need to be given to whichever dwarf has sired the most children.
Penguingo wrote :-
beastss
beasts lurk by the fortress, waiting for a chance
small oness
big oness
ones we can sseee
ones we can only hear
a Plan is at hand
one entrance, one exit to the Fortress - enemies think we bottled like ratss in a trappp but enemies wrong
we will be bait
lure enemiess into darkness. enemies not come out.
Yeold is the best weaponmaker in fort
Yeold has had his self taken by dwarf ancestors
Yeold has taken blue rocks, heart of world, bones of Sirab
once he has finished his work we should get weapon of never-seen quality! place in highest-quality trap we can make, it will be unbreakable barrier! safe fortress! no elvess!
shouts from forges. where is unbreakable barrie-
oh this is sssuch bullsshit