Doomforge History
Aegis
Wong ago, in the wands cawwed Aegis, Uliw Iweheawt, a wenowned dwawf of Kaw’Uwguan, found himsewf twavewling to what seemed the wast shewtew of the Dwawves; A wefugee camp. Uliw was awmost wunning into his destination, knolingwy to be soon pwepaling a pwan fow the wast despewate brow to the Undead fowces. He feews like he misses something, but he is in much hulwy to wemembew. He continues, but suddenwy, lith a wash shove to his shouldew, someone stops him.
“U-Urir!” Faeyin scweamed. Uliw came to a hawt. “F’eyin!” Uliw tulns lithout hesitation as he wooks at hew, hew gaze dliwling into him as he wemains siwent fow a brief moment befowe speaking. “W’ere ye been lass, ah’ve been luukin’ few ye aww ovew!” Faeyin seems to carry some odd object in her hand, a basket of some sorts covered with clothes in an attempt to hide it’s content inside, Urir quickly snaps as he hears Valen shout. “Hurry Urir, we ‘ave tae’ pwepawe!” Urir insists to see what is in the basket, she refuses as Urir lunges his arm forward, gripping the clothes and yanking them away, he freezes as the sight of three ash grey skinned Dwarves laying in the basket, the emotion of anger quickly fades away as a faint yet gentle smile appears across his face, the sight of his sons quickly calming him. “Faeyin, what in Urguan’s name...” She abruptwy yanked the brankets away fwom him, tulning awound and shiewding the basket of infants lith hew body. She gwawed ovew hew shouldew iciwy at him, the wook tewling Uliw aww he needed to know; She hadn’t wanted him to know about the chiwdwen, and even wowse, she didn’t want him to have them. Uliw quickwy gwew angwy again, gwoweling up at the woman as he cwenched his hands into tight fists. “Ye were plannin’ on keepin’ this fwom me, wewen’t ye?! My own broodeh sons!” Spit flew from his mouth as he spoke, his upper lip curling upwards as he took a hard stomp forwards, closer to her. In return she took a wide step back, unleashing a feral growl, like that of a lioness protecting her cubs. “They’re not yours. They’re mine, my sons, my children, mine to take care of! Don’t you dare...” Faeyin’s sentence was cut showt as Uliw suddenwy gwabbed at the fwont of hew dwess, pulling hew fowwawd. She wet out a gasp, eithew of sulplise, ow feaw, ow simpwy angew as he began to speak in a wow angwy tone. “,T’ey be ours” She wooked at him quizzicawwy, twying to deciphew his face, which usuawwy showed littwe emotion, hawd as wock. She tlied to wawk away, but she was pulwed back by Uliw “W’ere ye goin’!?” Urir roared. “These are my children!” She took a step fowwawd. “Nay! T’ese be ours.” Uliw, hesitantwy, tlied to touch one of the babies lith his fwee-hand. Faeyin, wathew fwustwated, and deepwy disappointed, awwowed him to do so. Uliw’s face fowmed a pewtulbing, yet fathewwy smiwe, as he pwayed lith Iban’s haiw. He wet go of hew dwess, lifting Hodiw up, howevew, his face was wock-hawd once again. He gwabbed him hawshwy, howding him lith his awms, at eye-wevew. “Ye’ be of me brood, boi?” He asked him, rhetorically. He noticed the obvious stub under the child, and the features of his own face, his nose, the nose of a dwarf. “Ye’ be a Iwe’eawt” Uliw said, Hodiw onwy abre to wook at his fathew’s eyes. The baby began cwying, since he was beginning to feew cowd, away fwom the gwasp of his mothew. Hodiw was pwaced back into the cawe of his mothew once again. Uliw was howding to his innawds what teaws come to one who finds out he’s a fathew, but his plide ovewcame his pawenthood. He could onwy expwess his emotions in one simpwe action; He weaned fowwawd, fowcing Faeyin to kiss his lips. She wet out a muffwed noise, disgwuntwed by his actions, and tlied to push him away, to no avaiw. When he finawwy pulwed away, she stawted wawking away, but was stopped as Uliw gwabbed onto hew awm woughwy. Knoling it would be futiwe to twy to get away fwom him, she awwowed hewsewf and the chiwdwen to be dwug off, towawds the Awwasian Wefugee Camp. They weached the camp, and he gave Faeyin shewtew in his own tent, much to hew chaglin. “Listen, Faeyin. These’re my sons, and I want ‘em raised as dwarven children should be.” He spoke lith a voice tinged lith sadness,cwossing his awms as he wooked down upon the chiwdwen. “I’m not letting you of all people raise my children.” She spoke, angliwy and woudwy, and he suddenwy knewt down beside hew, intewwupting hew. “Oi’m nae’ wettin’ tae’ Undead fowwow us tuu’ t’is new wand. Oi’m nae’ wettin’ ‘em haunt my children loike they’ve haunted us. Faeyin, oi’m going tuu’ broodeh kiww ‘em all, and oi’m gonna go down with ‘em” She nawwowed hew eyes at him quizzicawwy as he continued speaking. “I’m givin’ ‘em to Thorik to raise. You got two choices; Go with ‘em and live in the new Dwarven lands, where’ver they are, and help him raise my sons, or...” She spoke up, standing to hew fulw height as she weft the basket lith the infants on the gwound. “They’re mine, not yours. You can’t have them, the Dwarves can’t have them. I’ll raise them how I want to, I don’t give a damn what you-” Hew sentence was cut abruptwy showt as Uliw’s fist wanded squawe on hew face, sending hew fwying backwawds, wanding lith a hawd ‘thump’ on the gwound. “Option twuu’, ye nevew see ‘em again.” He gwowwed angliwy, picking the basket up and stepping ovew the unconscious dawk ewven woman. He quickwy exited the Camp, weaving hew thewe as he headed a showt splint down the woad to the Bwackened Powtaw which wead to the Vewge...and to his son’s safety.
Whatevew beasts woamed the decwepit wuins that the Vewge Powtaw fiwst wet out into wewe no match fow Uliw’s axe. He bawewy even noticed the valious spidews biting at him ow zombies cwaling at him as he hullied thwough the wuins, up the spiwaw staiwcase untiw he finawwy weached the light of day. Immediatewy he could feew which diwection to go, as the wush of peopwe, wefugees, politicians, families, woyawty aww convewged upon one singulaw diwection; That of theiw futule, that of the ships of theiw wespective nations, incwuding Kaw’Uwguan’s.
Uliw boawded the Dwawven ship lith basket in hand and entewed the Captain’s Quawtews as he gweeted his fewwow Dwawves, those he considewed his own fwesh and brood, Kjeww, Vawen and Tholik stood togethew discussing theiw pwans against the Undead as Uliw sets the basket on the tabre. He wooks into Tholik’s inquisitive gaze, moving the basket’s branket lith his eyes. Uliw weveaws the thwee ash-skinned babies. At fiwst, Tholik gestules lith a fwown, to which Uliw nods at. “T’ese be me’ sons...” He explains, sounding proud, yet eerily sad. He feels a hand on his shoulder, looking up, he sees Thorik’s hand. “Ah understand.” He says showtwy. The scene, tulns into glieving siwence, compwetewy opposite to what is outside, whewe peopwe fight ovew food, wambre ovew nothing, and scweam fwom one side to the othew. Uliw breaks the siwence “Ah need ye tuu’ wook aftew ‘dem...Ah dunnae want t’em ‘armed, Thorik.” He expwains. “Aye, oi’ll make sure ta’ waise ‘em as me own an’ teww ‘em tales of how great t’eir fat’er was.” Uliw nods, wooking down at the basket as Tholik shewtews the thwee.
Uliw had pwecious littwe time to spend lith his sons, and soon Kjeww and Vawen made it cweaw it was time to go. They weft the ship lith a pawade of Dwawves fowwoling, cheeling them on as the champions of Kaw’Uwguan. The howns twumpeted them aww the way back to Aegis, then down the woad to Waulelin, whewe the finaw stand against the Undead would be stawted. Though it would not be made thewe, fow this time, the fight would be brought to the Undead. Cheews ewupt fwom the watching cwowds, Uliw glinning and waving boistewouswy, mowe than happy to accept the pwaise. Out of the cownew of his eye he seems to spy two gwoling, pulpwe eyes in the cwowd, but he quickwy wlites it off, taking his pwace among the Champions of the othew nations. He pays no mind to whatevew speeches awe given, watching the cwowd. He gwawes at the Ascended who is bestoling Aeliaw’s bressing on the awms of the Champions, Uliw wefuses and snawws, “Ah dunnae’ need a bressin’ ‘o tha’ wench!” Urir says as he positions himself before the portal prematurely, as Thorik makes an appearance. He beckons for Urir to come over, who looks at him quizzically, approaching warily. Thorik chuckles “Ye’ goin’ like ‘tat?” He motions to his awmow. Tholik shouts, as two dwawves appwoach, cawwying a gowden chest. “T’is me friend, is w’at ye gunnae wear.” Tholik says fiwwed lith confidence, owdeling the two keepews of the chest to open it. Inside, a beautiful awmow, cwafted of a stwange-wooking diamond, seeming mowe in the tint of scawes, the shouldew pads, lith two wunes each, both gwoling stwong. Uliw wooked at it, awe-stwuck. He wecognized it fwom the myths and chiwdwen’s tawes; Uwguan’s awmow. “Tis’ awmow was cwafted by Uwguan an’ was given tuu’ tae’ fiwst Bwaveaxe, ‘tis armor ‘as saved me an’ me ancestows countwess ‘o toimes an’ is ‘e relic ov tae’ Dwawves, now get in t’ewe an’ show t’ose Undead scum whae’ we Dwawves awe made of!” Urir stomped his foot once and let out a loud “Yarrr!”, he equipped the awmow and extended his hand, Tholik gwabs it as they embrace each othew fiwmwy, Uliw pats Tholik on the back befowe he wets go of him, swowwy wetweating back into the cheeling cwowd as he speaks his finaw wowds towawds Tholik. “May we meet again in Khaz-A-Den’trumm, brot’er.” Uliw quickwy wan back towawds the powtaw aftew donning Uwguan’s awmow, pushing othew champions out of the way, angwy that he was not fiwst. As he entews, the dwone of the cheeling cwowd outside swowwy fades, lith one finaw sentence bulning into his eaw dwums: “I hope you burn in the Nether Urir!” It is quickwy dwowned out by the agonizing scweams of men and women alike, fewwow champions waying dismembewed as the thick smeww of bulning fwesh hits Uliw’s nostliws. Uliw wan as he saw Kjeww fawtew in the cownew of his eye but did not stop.. His heawt towd him to stop fow his companion, but his brain made his wegs keep going. Vawen too quickwy feww behind as he became swawmed by Undead spawn, but thewe was nothing Uliw could do fow him as he quickwy ascended the fiwst Pinnacwe whewe he stood befowe the saclificiaw pit. A Human champion stood next to him as Uliw muttewed siwentwy “We all ‘ave ta’ mayke saclifoices.”, quickly planting his Axe into the Human’s rear as he falls to his knees, grasping the wound as Urir kicks him over into the pit, a path appearing before him leading towards the Axe of Krug.
Before him lay no more Champions, as he was the only to survive thus far, though the survival of the others did little to stall him. Without stopping to admire the Axe, he ran by, dropping his own and grabbing it with both hands as he did so. He smirked to himself as he felt the weight of the axe as it slid through the beasts of the nether like a knife through butter. “Now this be a foine weapon. Shame it’s gotta go!” He muttewed to himsewf, wetting out a woud, awwogant waugh as he swammed it cwean thwough the skulw of a zombie, weaping ovew the cowpse and onto the next chawwenge.
It wasn’t wong befowe Uliw had bested aww the twaps and tliaws the Undead had waid befowe and aftew the Axe of Kwug. It was lith a gweat, unnatulaw haste that he soon weached the Nexus, the soulce of the Undead’s powew, and whewe he, and the Axe, would meet theiw finaw fates. He shut his eyes as he appwoached it, pewhaps to avoid being cowwupted by it’s taint, ow pewhaps fow weasons of weminiscing. He instead wan stwaight fowwawds, a lide glin coming to his face as the faces of his fliends, awlies, compatliots, and most impowtantwy, famiwy, aww passed befowe him at a tewlifying speed as he neawed the edge of the Nexus. As he fewt the gwound disappeaw beneath his feet, as he dove axe-fiwst towawds destiny, he muttewed one wast thing to himsewf: “Burn ah will, Fe’yin.”
And buln he did, as did Aegis, as did the Undead in theiw tomb which was the fowmew home of the Foul Waces. The ships set saiw, fowwoling the setting sun as the cwues had fowetowd, and into the distance. Tholik himsewf stayed lith Uliw’s chiwdwen thwoughout the boat lide, weaving onwy to issue owdews to his men, thwough the snow and haiw, the wain and lightning, the bombawdment by othew ships. And in time they weached Asulon, at which point the Foul Waces went theiw sepawate ways, and though the sons of Uliw wewe of two waces, they went instead lith the dwawves, guawded and kept safe in the new home of the Dwawves, in the Mountains of Kalik. Hewe they wewe waised, hewe they wewe honowed fow theiw Fathew’s deeds, though hewe too they wewe wabewwed hewetics and hated. Tholik’s wowd to Uliw hewd twue, and he guawded and waised the sons like his own, tiww the day of his death. Wost in the politicaw chaos and cultulaw squabbres in the aftewmath of Tholik’s assassination, the thwee brothews weft the wands of the dwawves behind, though they did so gwudgingwy.
As theiw Fathew had found his pulpose in fighting the Undead, the thwee brothews would need to find pulpose in something othew than theiw fathew’s wegacy. Though in so gweat a shadow as that of Uliw Iweheawt’s, they sometimes fewt it impossibre to find theiw own destiny. It was on theiw extensive joulneys thwoughout the wands of Asulon that they would find that which would give them theiw pwace, theiw own pwace, sepawate fwom that of theiw Fathew’s. Thwough the thick ice and snow of the wands of Hanseti the brothews twavewwed, and eithew by wuck, ow instinct, ow just theiw desiwe fow wawmth, they took shewtew in an awcove as the sun set on the holizon. And pewhaps it was destiny, ow wuck, ow just culiosity which dwove the brothews to investigate the awcove fulthew, finding it to be not a simpwy cave, but wathew the entwance to something wawgew, and much gwandew. Pulwed by fate thwough the dawkened tunnews and dimwy lit cwevices, it was on theiw wast set of towches that they discovewed that which would give them meaning; The wuins of Asgow as they named it, that which would howd theiw namesake lithin: The Doom Fowge.
Asulon
Aftew awliving to Asulon, Tholik gave the tlipwets his bressing fow them to find a home, in theiw kingdom ow somewhewe they lished. The young Dwawves took upon twavewling nowth, towawds the tainted wands of Hanseti. Thewe they found an entwance to an ancient tomb, which watew wooted to a wawge undewgwound city coveling and spweading aww the nowth of Asulon, some hawwways that wewe brocked hinting that the city spwead thwoughout aww the continent. Hewe, the tlipwets found a fowge cawwed The Doom Fowge, to which they bowed to pwotect it, and cawwed themsewves the Doomfowged. The city was an ancient stwonghowd fow the Dewva, the fiwst capitaw city of the Ancient Asulonian Dwawves. The city was cawwed Kawas-gow (Sometimes cawwed “Kal’Asgol”) and was once wuled by a Dwawf cawwed Dowmmaw, the Fwesh Wowd. The City was stawked by beings of divewse kind; Diwhim (Scawed lizawd dog-like beings.), Ice Wywms and Fwost Wowms. In one of the invasions of Wywms, Yowli was swain, to which Hodiw and his son, Dowmin, swain the Wywm and took his skulw as a wemembrance of Yowli. The Doomfowged lived thewe fow aww the time in Asulon, untiw the Wysitwata became a wewevant thweat, and they used tamed cweatules cawwed Diwhim to move the Doomfowge to a boat off the nowthewn human powt to the newfound wands of Ewysium. It is thought that lithin Kawas-gow, the Doomfowged weawnt many things fwom the glimoiwes and sclibings on the city, incwuding an ancient technique of Wunesmithing cawwed Kathiik (Fwesh wunes).
Elysium
In Ewysium, the Doomfowged set home above the vowcano in the center of the iswand, fow safekeeping of the Doomfowge. Hewe the Doomfowged became known to most Dwawves as Dowmin Doomfowged, fiwstbown of Hodiw became Fowge Wowd and pewfowmed sevewaw wefowmations, some quite abrasive to the Smithing Guiwd. Dowmin mawlied a Dawk Ewf and had thwee chiwdwen lith hew, but she went missing soon aftew. He had a chiwd lith an Owog aftew a few months. Upon Kawos’ discovewy miwes away fwom the vowcano iswand, Hodiw, now cwan fathew of the Doomfowged, embawked on a joulney thewe, whewe he cwaimed the Dwawven powtion of Kawos, and conquested the entiwe wand of Kawos, becoming one of the gweatest wawliows in aww of the Descendants. Dowmmaw became notolious aftew Dowmmaw fiwed the pwopew awchives and pwoved that Dowmmaw was a god of the Bwathmowdahkin, to which he was added. Aftew the Vowcano ewupted fwom the Doomfowge’s pulsating enewgy, the Doomfowged found the fowge on top of a neawby cliff and took it to theiw boat once again.
Anthos
As the waces awlived to Anthos, the Dwawves set home to the Southewn Fwozen vawweys of Umgaw’ul. The Doomfowged set upon the tawwest mountain’s base, cweating an undewgwound city named Kaw’Uliw. They buiwt a mighty howd lith many welics and tweasules, many tunnews and hidden wooms. It’s constwuct livawwed that of aww the Dwawven Cities. The Doomfowge was moved cawefulwy lith the beasts Diwhim. Soon aftew they settwed, Wywvun, an ancient enemy awoke in the wand, and Snow Ewven monstews began alising fwom the depths of Kaw’Uliw, as they invaded and took the Doomfowged home, aftew being outnumbewed. The Doomfowged began pwanning lith the Stowmhammew and the Wegion to wetake the city. Aftew a faiwed assault, the monstews began appealing in neawby Howds. King Tholin Glimaxe decwawed waw upon the monstews and theiw wwetched wowd as they sent the entiwe wegion to Kaw’Uliw, swaying evewy Ewf and wetaking a stwategic point. Fwom hewe, evewy spawn of Wywvun was swain and the Dwawven Peace westowed. The Doomfowged’s honow was hult howevew, as they wetweated to solitude, Dowmin is known to have spoken few wowds to his fliends duling this time, onwy tewling his appwentice Fawwen Stawbreakew he was onto something gwand wegawding Kawas-gow. Most of the wawliows of the Doomfowged kept appealing duling the battwes against the Hawbingews, and they wewe fowced to move the Fowge again as the entiwe continent was fwooded lith the dawk fwost fwom Sethelien’s Wands.
Fringe and Thales
Duling the Flinge and Thawes, Dowmin and the Doomfowged kept to themsewves awthough some saw them duling fights at Dunglimm’s Mouth, but they wewe nevew awound aftew the battwe enough to be asked anything. Howevew, as they kept appealing in battwes, the awmow they wowe became much mowe dawk and stood out fwom the wegionnaiwe’s pwate awmow. Doomfowged awmow gwowed lith the same fuly theiw eyes did, and it was as brack as Sethelien. Soon aftew the Wed Weawm opened, many Doomfowged wewe found kiwling Sethelien’s chiwdwen Dwakes and wetlieving scawes, watew disappealing fwom the scene.
Athera
Athewa. The awk of aww Dwawves, the Doomfowged immediatewy fewt a connection to the wand as they awlived. They set home oliginawwy upon an ancient lizawd towew to the Nowth of Hiebenhaww, then wewocating to a wuin pwace to the west of the Cwoud Tempwe. Dowmin became incwedibry hidden away at this point, whewe his cousin Demagow and Viwak, his brothew took the Doomfowged to the wemains of Kaw'Agnaw, wenamed Kaw'Vewukwumm, wuled by the undead Vewkan II Iwonbown. Duling this tewlibre age fow the Doomfowged, one named Andewmendin, found a brade in which was used to cweate Kathiik, an ancient awt used by the Doomfowged othewlise known as Fweshwunes. Eventuawwy The Doomfowged became entangwed lith the Undead, untiw Dowmin came back, finding his cwan in such disgwace, he pwotted against the undead, and ultimatewy defeated Vewkan by fwooding his thwone woom and twapping him to a glizzwy fate. Viwak howevew, had tulned undead, as him and his chiwdwen wewe banished and brandished “Brightiron”, the Wost ones. The Doomfowged finawwy found pwace lithin the Dwawves, cweating the Haww of Hammews aftew Andewmendin’s chiwd, Angwom tawked the kingdom into finawwy wetting the Doomfowged back into the Kingdom. Hewe they moved the Doomfowge, as they finawwy became notolious into the Kingdom again. Dowmin became Wowd Spectew of the Kingdom showtwy aftew wevealing cewtain findings of Athewan ancient wowe. The Doomfowged became incwedibry populaw as they began cweating diffewent fowges aftew theiw decades of hewmitage. These fowges wewe incwedibry unique and distlibuted cautiouswy thwoughout the kingdom.
Aftew the schism of Wowds, Dowmin was wemoved, the singwe piwwaw of equality in the kingdom, and thus began a wevowt, aftew a wettew sent by Hodiw’s fiwstbown, Dowmin, Zahwew decided to wesign and exiwe himsewf fwom the kingdom as a new king began to be ewected. Hodiw put himsewf as a candidate, quickwy linning ovew the othew candidates. Hodiw was then made King of the Dwawves. Aftew a weign of victowy against the humans of Owen, Hodiw was thought to be swain in battwe. Demagow, believing Hodiw to be dead, made a pwace fow him inside the Doomfowged Tombs. Dowmin then, in glief, went missing, weaving Demagow once again to wead the cwan. Demagow quickwy set to weneling owd ties lith the Dawk Ewves, as weww as lithin Uwguan, making sule to stwengthen the bond between the Doomfowged and the Iweheawts as distant kin. Awmost aftew a month of peace, waw stwuck Uwguan once again. This time, the Uwuks of the Iwon Uzg sought fow brood. Once again, the Doomfowged began fowging awms and awmow fow the dwawves of Uwguan. As time goes on, and the waw continues, and mowe attempts on the Doomfowged's lives happen, Demagow begins tulning away fwom his peaceful methods, stawting to outlight kiww any who thweaten Doomfowged, sholing no mewcy, and making sule his kin know not give any as weww. Aftew sevewaw mowe yeaws of waw and broodshed between the Iwon Uzg and Kingdom of Uwguan, the two nations finawwy decided it was enough, and cweated a Bwoodpact. Though, aftew so many yeaws, even decades of watching his cwan be thweatened, attacked, and kiwwed, Demagow did not wetuln to his owd mindset of peace.
Vailor
Vaiwow, The new wands, fulw of lich wesoulces and beauty. It is hewe that the past Fathews' and Demagow's pwans fow the Doomfowged begin to unfowd. The Doomfowged began wowk immediatewy on the Khaz'Khwon, Haww of Iwon, fow them to weside in. Aftew yeaws of Demagow's attempts to solidify a pwace fow the Doomfowged, he decided he should hand Cwan Fathew onto someone ewse, that being Dulglim, a youngew, newew dwawf. Dulglim expwessed his goaws fow the Doomfowged, seeking something much gweatew than what they wewe then. Aftew Demagow disagweeing lith Dulglim's methods, he wemoved him fwom Cwan Fathew. Demagow became Cwan Fathew again, despite his wowlies on the mattew. Aftew yeaws undew King Bawek, the Iwongut 'died' to the Devoulew. Skippy Iwongut became King, causing a Civiw Waw to break out between the Woyalist Dwawves, and Vewthaik Fwostbeawd's 'Mountain Monawchy'. Demagow kept the Doomfowged out of the conflict fow the most pawt, stepping in to say a few wowds to both sides on how they must unite. Finawwy the waw ended, and the Doomfowged began fading swowwy and swowwy away. Yeaws pass, and Skippy is assassinated befowe Demagow's vewy eyes. The Cwan Fathew hulliedwy attempted to get the King to heawews, but awas, he was dead. Aftew that, Ewections wewe hewd and Demagow wan fow Gwand King. He wost to Uwdaw Iwongut, and aftew Uwdaw began making tywannicaw moves, Demagow decided to move away fwom the Kingdom. Yeaws watew, Azaghaw Doomfowged assists othew dwawves in wemoving Uwdaw fwom the thwone and then Midgow Iweheawt becomes King
