Recent content by Belduhr Brighthand

Dear Fife, I am glad to see that you are well enough to write to me given the amount of time that has passed since last we met. I had worried for some time at great length that perhaps that mentor of yours had somehow gotten the pair of you stuck into some sort of trouble that had taken you...

Island 1 Plague Ghouls The dwarf did not jump when the knife shot through the air, barely missing him. He was rather large even for being so short he reasoned. On the other hand, when Raigryn came up top and dispatched the ghoul that Fife had struck. The call for the bridge was made, and...

Belduhr did not waste time talking when prompted to move. The hammer was kept in hand, his eyes scanning the shadows for anything jumping out at him. Hands were gripping the handle tight, white knuckled with how tightly he was wound thinking the ghouls would attack something small running about...

Island 1: Plague Ghouls Belduhr followed quickly behind, getting a proper grip on the hammer this time and swinging hard. Sending a ghoul flying into another with a hearty swing, he helped clear their little section of the platform. Horizontal swings were clearing the area, but only knocking...

Island 1: Plague Ghouls Belduhr kept behind Raigryn, making sure he placed himself between any possible ghouls trying to get at Fife. Though not so far behind he couldn't attempt to help the man as he advanced. The solid thunk of a bolt hitting it's target made the dwarf cast about to search...

Their escape from the other... building had gone well, at least well enough before their presence at this one was noticed by the creatures currently residing there. Raigryn's comment about them being starved made his eyes go wide. How on earth did one keep these things long enough to starve...

Belduhr turned his head to listen to Raigryn but quickly shipped it back around to look where he did. A large bipedal creature watched them. Likely would have been a marginally cute thing if it didn't stare at them as though they were it's next meal. "Aye', slow movin' sounds like a right...

The door they passed through would have put the architecture of his people to shame. He gawked for a time as they passed through it, the marvels inside the structure catching his attention also before the sight of a golem had not only himself but Fife jumping in surprise. "By the gods! Bah! The...

Island 1: Plague Ghouls Raigryn Vayd Fife With the increasing number of groups headed to where the sword was, it seemed a right and proper idea to follow Raigryn in his shifted interest. After all, it wasn't an entirely wrong idea to believe that the other groups were not going to advance...

Raigryn Vayd Fife Belduhr pulled himself along slowly, keeping a hand wrapped in the rope as his short steps likely did nothing to help the steadiness of the bridge. After clearing the bridge however, and only managing to misstep and break a single board under his own foot, he listened to...

Raigryn Vayd Fife Belduhr gazed up at the men, watching them make their way across as the broken board came down onto their bridge. The plank snapping beneath Fife's foot drew his attention back however, his body tensing at the natural reaction of wanting to react as he had once done for his...

Belduhr did not interrupt the moment between apprentice and master, instead standing slack jawed at the pair so desperately out of place. A healer? In the direction with which the golem's were coming from? A foolish question. Which brought to his mind another question. He kept silent however...

Island 3: Pandarann/Willow "Aye, a nice view indeed. Saw you two and could no' very well not come join ye'." Belduhr explained, looking around as two hunters crossed a different bridge ahead of them. "Least we'll know what planks are bad before hand." The dwarf nodded, not having anything of...

Raigryn Vayd Fife Belduhr had come to watch the show, having heard rumors of this event. Having intended only to watch, he was lightly packed, the mixed tool was at his hip, along with a proper dwarven hammer in case he came across anything that might actually be dangerous. Years of manning...

Fife refused the staff, and he continued to draw his brow together in confusion at some of the signs she was making with her hands. She had motioned towards the door, but her expression was one of, humor maybe, instead of concern. Which made him mentally stumble for a moment. Why by the gods...