Dwarves & Dragons

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On the night of November 17th, in Gielnor..a young dwarven man snuck out of the mining facility near Ice Mountain. His friend, the Doric, offered to help him make some weapons and armor for his upcoming...'journey'.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"'Ello then mate, what can I do ye for?" said the doric.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"ey bud, Ill need to use your whetstone and anvils this time." said the Dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Go fer it then, I'll be makin some Dragon bitter to cool our nerves" replied the Doric.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dwarf drew some runite bars from his satchel. He took his hammer, heated them up, and started banging them down. Eventually, after a couple of hours, he managed to mould the tough metal into an axe-like shape. Finally, he cooled it down in the cold water..and sat down his brand new battleaxe. He smithed several pieces of armor with adamant and runeite bars over time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He spun the whetstone and sharpened the axe, sparks flying. It was now morning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Alright then, I suppose yer dun wit the smithin en, eh?" said the doric, holding 2 Tankards of Axeman's Folly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Yep, off to visit the mistress in a bit." said the dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They talked for 2 hours straight..about the lands..Elves (whom they despised)..Zamorack..Bob the cat..and anti-fire shields. But, unwisely, the Dwarf decided against getting a dragonfire shield.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"Ah well" said the Doric, with a sigh. "I wish I could do this. Go talk to ol' Ned by the Lady Lumbridge, he will help yeh. Good luck!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Dwarf put on his armor and sprinted down to Port Sarim. 2 hours later, panting, he arrived at the L.L.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Hey Ned..can ye do me one last favor?" panted the Dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What can I do ya for?" said the old sailor, Ned.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I need ye to take me to Crandor Island..here is a map," said the Dwarf, handing out a map.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I suppose so. Off to Crandor we sail, tonight!" said Ned.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Later the next night..The Lady Lumbridge began to approach Crandor..and eventually, crashed onto it's shores.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"She looks like a wreck!" said Ned.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Yup. Oh well, see ya!!" said the dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dwarf sprinted again through the grassy and shrubbed paths of crandor. He passed scorpions, hobgoblins, and even the living dead. Eventually, he reached the peak of the island. 2 Lesser Demons stood before him, though. Their glowing, black eyes and white horns made the dwarf scared.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"BEGONE!" shouted the Dwarf, sprinting behind both demons. He took his rune battleaxe and cut a slice in their backs. They were stunned long enough for him to run into the cave.

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The Dwarf looked around. blood covered the walls, charred corpses lined the cavern..and a gate was on the west side of the hall. The dwarf drank a yellowish potion, and felt his muscles tighten. He opened the gate..and saw the horrors of Crandor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHGGGGUUUUAAAAAHHHRRR!!!!!! Screamed Elvarg.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Dwarf dodged a gout of flame, and swung his axe at the Dragon's green, scaly leg. He managed to scrape it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Elvarg, on the other hand, had other plans. She swung her massive green tail and slammed straight into the Dwarf's chest, knocking him flat on the ground! A huge, black, thick claw slammed through the Dwarf's arm..pinning him to the ground.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"AAAAAGGGGGG!!!!!!" He screamed, blood dripping from his shoulder as Elvarg removed her claw.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He looked up. He wouldn't live, his greenish platebody of Adamant had been penetrated, and he was bleeding fatally. Elvarg rose in the air, on 2 back legs. She spread her wings wide, swung her tail behind her, and gave a mighty roar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A orangeish-red glow filled her mouth, she lowered her head..and the Dwarf saw flamed erupt. At the same time..he reached for his kiteshield..but realized, alas..it had not the power to repel flames.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

His body was singed. He felt his armor melt against his cut up skin, and then Elvarg creeped over. She raised her head high again, and this time, bit down into the dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blood gushed from the Dismembered and disemboweled dwarf..and Evarg feasted on freash meat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE END

[Justin742]

Curious, veru curious. Although I liked it until the end, you probably could have made the parts a little longer.

[adam_ross0]

Yeah. It's been a while since I've done stories, actually. Another game I played had a story channel, and I got good at telling them there..but, the game was closed down for maitenance a few months ago..so, kinda lost my touch a little.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh well, Thanks for reading!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EDIT: Yay! It'll be back in January! I love those mods on that game..