Gurdian and the War of the Dwarves!
(Part One)
“DRAGON! DRAGON ON THE HORIZON!” Yelled Gunder one of Gurdian's new troops.
“Let it be. It’s not even looking in this direction. I’ve got to report this to general Thiyer.” Gurdian answered crossly.
As Gurdian climbed the tower he ran into Fenaras a powerful forest wizard.
“How do you do Gurdian?” Asked Fenaras in a deep voice.
“Not good” Gurdian replied. “Gunder has spotted another dragon and I’ve got to report it.”
“Really.” Said Fenaras in a puzzled voice. “That's the 3rd one this week. And it’s only Thursday.”
“Well I’ll let you think it over” replied Gurdian.
Meanwhile in the throne room general Thiyer and Lord Hamerfur were talking when the old dwarf seer Philipo stumbled into the throne room.
“A battle is near.” Croaked Filippo “Beware the 5th dragon. Beware the 7nth death. He will attack on the 2nd night of dark. Beware Goblins, Beware Orcs. Beware the enemies of Dwarf. You must prepare or perish!” Croaked Philipo and collapsed.
Gurdian ran into the throne room and knelt beside the throne.
“Gunder has spotted another dragon on the horizon.” said Gurdian. “Why is Philipo on the ground?” He then asked.
“Just the person I wanted.” Said Hamerfur “Philipo has just predicted an invasion on the 2nd night of dark and I want you to prepare the defences with General Thyir.”
“Yes my lord” said Gurdian puzzled. The mouth of dark is a dwarf month. It holds power. Things either go really good or really bad. The dwarfs say that the darkness is enchanted to bring luck. Good luck for those who not only deserve it, but need it or bad luck for those who have been unkind to others. It is pitch black in the month of dark.
“Let’s start with the inner defences.” Said Thyir
“I quite agree” Replied Gurdian “Well put the 200 Dwarfs with high armor and Mobility, as well as some traps will do fine.”
“Yes but I can think of one problem with that.” Replied Thyir warmly. “What if one of our people gets caught in a trap?”
“Well” said Gurdian “We have up till the 2nd night of dark right?” Gurdian thought outloud.
“You think we should train dwarfs to naturally avoid them?” Said General Thyir “Brilliant.”
It’s always been envy of the humans that dwarfs are the best thinkers and planners. Quite remarkable that what two dwarfs could think of. Within 1 Hour which to Dwarfs is like 1 minute. They had thought up traps ranging from simple trap doors to complicated pressure plated traps which plants would come up and drag them down.
The next hour they had figured a simple training program so the dwarves could avoid them. They then did wall defences and in two hours they had designed and sent them to the master builders which consisted of boiling water to scorch enemies too oil so it’s impossible to climb the walls. Within a 6 week period dwarfs had been trained and resources mined. Spells had been placed and potions brewed. In another 6 weeks two months of traps had been built and resources gathered. Potins poured in flasks. On the last day of light everything and everyone was prepared for the oncoming battle but dwarves began to carve getaway passages and hidey holes just in case.
1st night of dark the 5th dragon that week was spotted and the 7nth dwarf died from a terrible mysterious illness.
The cry of attack was sent up by Gunder whose yell pierced the night.
“Goblins Dragons Orcs! Were under attack!”
Gurdian immediately rushed into the lookout post and saw an army approaching through the forest. In fact it was so dark that he knew that his dwarfish sight was the only reason he saw them. He rushed down into the throne room yelling, “By the command of lord Hamerfur, metal and spirit I call upon you to protect the castle. Trapactalate!”
These were the secret words. Immediately amour and statues came alive and every spirit that had walked into this castle as friend not foe had risen, a small army in itself. He and the 300 dwarfs under his command suddenly filed out from secret passes came and formed ranks and waited just outside the heavy door. He was joined by lord Hamerfur, general Thyir, and several other commanders with their forces.
BOOM! BOOM! Sizzzz BOOM BOOM! CRASH! The great gate crashed and was falling when suddenly a huge log slammed upon the door flinging it onto the first wave of orcs!
“Chaaaarge!” Yelled the commanders. Gurdian ran in and clashed his war hammer against one orc, then a goblin, turned and blocked, smashed a goblin, fizz. Boom! His war Hammer flew out of his hands. Furious he pulled out his enchanted sword and brung it down against a heavily armoured Orc. His sword melted through its armor like it was paper. Then he swung it and it hit a wizard sword cast by a Madge to stop Gurdian from slicing of his head. Gurdian stabbed the wizard. The wizard collapsed immediately dead.
“Light of dark.” Yelled Gurdian and immediately part of the opposing army collapsed survelly burnt yet as black and cold as dark.
Fenaras was shooting spells, causing trees roots and bushes to appear and attack Orcs.
Hammerfur was smashing orcs and goblins left right and centre with his heavy war hammer while muttering healing idercatoins healing wounds of all dwarves.
Thyir was slicing orcs and wizards with a light sword while throwing hand axes at enemies with precise precision.
Gurdian was slicing through a wizard when he felt an unnatural icy wind which froze dwarf, orc, goblin and wizard alike. He was one of the few dwarves who withstood it.
Fenaras had just burnt a fellow wizard when he felt it. He was of the two wizards who withstood it.
Hammerfur was smashing a wizard into a blue spot on the floor when he felt it. He felt no more than if it dropped 4° celsius but he could not fail to notice that nearly everything freeze.
Thyir had sliced through the first human that had entered the fight when it froze he felt the wind moments later and looked surprised.
The only unfrozen lift forms left were the plants conjured by Fenaras, 100 dwarves commanded by Gurdian, all the dwarfish commanders and generals.
A black wizard walked through the frozen creatures and laughed. Immediately a spirit attacked the wizard wearing black robes. The wizard shot light from his fingernails and immobilised the spirit.
“Grimsbane.” Said Fenaras.
Immediately Gurdian muttered an indication and several hundred dwarves unfroze.
Hammerfur had said something like, “holy s***.”
The wizard Grimesbane lowered his hood. Everyone on earth had heard of Grimsbane. He was the most evil creature to walk the earth. Grimsbane killed people and had anoth power to destroy a entire city. Grimsbane was disfigured so much it was hard to believe he was once handsome. He was so ugly I would vomit if I tried to describe it.
“What is your business here Grimsbane?” Asked Gurdian gruffly with no hint of a tremor in his voice.
“Ahh that is simple” Replied Grimsbane with an Icy cold voice and a strange accent. “I want your gold, your magic and of course your craftsmen to make me more.”
“Only the good get what they seek, for one with a true heart seek only love and good. Only the Evil seek but never find for they have no heart and are never satisfied.” Chanted Hammerfur. “You want our gold, you want our magic and our craftsmen but you will not find the secret of the dwarf so begone.”
“That chant about evil not finding good or something is beautiful but false.” Replied Grimsbane “For I sought an army and I found”
“Yet have you satisfied your need? No!” stated Thyir. While this exchange was going on Gurdian was chanting a spell. He was a dwarf with magic stronger than many of his kinsmen and his spell was discreetly banishing Grimsbane from the halls of the dwarf.
“You will all die” Screamed Grimsbane losing his temper and tried to point with an arm that was not there. Grimsbane lost control of his freezing spell and he fled leaving his army to die. Dwarf began to overwhelm the invader despite their small size the army began to flee but was cut down by traps that had not been triggered. The army managed to escape but with heavy losses.
Gurdian was called upon the king.
“Gurdian thanks to your spell Grimsbane fled our halls. Thanks to your spells his army falls.” said Hammerfur. “Why are you not of the enchanters?”
“I’m sorry sir, but I know not of the enchanters.” Replied Gurdian.
“Yes yes that should be true and all at your rank, but I think you’ve proved yourself worthy. Yes the enchanters are our mostly guarded people. You yourself have 10 in the dwarfs under your command. Enchanters are dwarfs. Dwarfs, with high magical powers and trained by a wizard. Fenaras has been a valued asset to the enchanters. Yes, Enchanter's enchant our gold and jewels to make them more valued. They bless our weapons with special powers and our castles. They are the core, the heart of a dwarf settlement. Without them, without them we lose our wealth. We lose nearly everything that dwarfs take for granted.
They are identified by the wizard our other enchanters and are loyal with pure heart and soul.” Explained hammerfur “And only those that are generals and above can know.”
“But-what?” spluttered Gurdian.
“Let me explain again, it does take a lot to get used to.” Signed Hammerfur. He was not surprised, though disappointed.
“No no” Gurdian Exclaimed “It’s just if they are our most important asset why are they fighting in separate squadrons?” Asked Gurdian.
“Alas I haven't a clue. Fenaras is the trainer therefore the protector of the enchanters.” Hammerfur replied
“Ohh”
“Yes consider this your promotion to general of the 197th battalion rank #197/197.”
“Thank you sir. Am I to know the identities of the enchanters?” asked Gurdian
“In time yes in time.” replied Hammerfur.
Gurdian and the War of the Dwarves!
Part One Complete
By Regan
