Grum Silveraxe Leader of the silveraxe clan

[grum silveraxe]

Be it me history grim lads, but be there once a time when dwarves of the silveraxe clan were strong, ye story starts in a land far from ye realm of baldur's gate almost three seas away in a land called grendep *inhales deeply* I can almost be smelling the stone of ye jaggedstone mountains fresh as if be it I stand on there peaks once agian. be it ye good old days when are clan be numbering in ye thousands we mined and crafted are smithing work be it the best in ye lands life was peaceful... blind to the evil that be lurking below evil without a name worshippers of ye spider queen herself. They came with steel and magic be it unknown ter are world above war.. never be it ye word taken lightly. be it they emerged from many cave complexes durring the nights fer ye most part ye was raged fer many years before are final stand. There be it a proficey was told ye one would be born bearing a birth mark of ye axe of truesilver are devoted dwarven god, ye child would grow ter heal ye child would grow ter kill and lead the silveraxes ter victory... or so it was told. I Grum silveraxe one of ye last survivors of the silveraxe clan beared that mark though be it to late I am to think fer within ye last stand are leader... my father smited down all ye cave complexes that took many years to build blocking any passage from below. a few stayed behind ter try rebuilding are clan most set sail east only a few made ye trip including myself,weapons master beardy and a few clan guards after many years I found myself here with but ye old beardy silveraxe at my side the last of us.... only time shall be telling the rest of my story and one day.. mabye my clan will be restored ter its former glory
I fersaken truesilver and have taken up tyr as my guide hopefully in ye years to come he will prove to serve me better than truesilver fer I forsake him now fer we believed in him and when ye clan needed him most he abandoned us! *says with a tone of anger that runs deep into his bones*
aye lad ye clan will flourous once more agian I swear it by all that I am.... silveraxe will return and the blackskins from beneath will pay fer ye evil acts in ways you cannot comprehend.

[grum silveraxe]

Legs quake from underneath almost faultering but yet they keep moving ....
the air is not filled with such stench anymore... I must be near the surface agian... ohh the light be it must I see, for the days weeks and months of tunnels cloud my eyes... I cannot see what was once there before .... my eyes fail me, all I see now is darkness........ A gleam shines on the tunic of a flaming fist ahh I can see once more only could it be the piercing light from the world above ..... the tunnel narrows.. I cannot smell the filth of drow anymore, they must have lost my tracks... by tyr the nightmare is over guide me be it to the light... the light above.... *passes out*