The History of Dwarzgarth of The Hills

I’m finally home. This is the land I have searched for all my life.

I have walked through many lands, I have played many roles and I have seen many sights.

In my youth, I began my Adventure standing at the end of a road in front of a small brick building. Around me was a forest and a small stream flowed out of a building and down a gully.

When I finished that Adventure I traveled to a land of Wizardry with but a single dungeon, though it was 20 levels deep and full of pits and traps. Each level demanded that I and my five faithful companions hone our skills, enhance our armor, slay the fiercest beasts. In those days maps could not be purchased or found, only the quill and parchment would yield the secrets of the dungeon. There have since been lands and quests and monsters beyond reckoning or recall but some stand out, some so unforgettable. In my youth I hunted the Wumpus, went on a Quest that seemed it would last Forever, I have wandered through Realms now Forgotten, I have spent years reading the Scrolls written by the Elders. I have traveled to exotic Lands by the Borders and been to Baldur, even to it’s Gates. I have traversed the lands of Rysom and see the devastation of Fallout.

And I have wandered for many years looking for the place I could truly call home. Where I could actually own my land, own my name, own my destiny. And here I have found it. This Realm of Runes long Forgotten yet now awakened. I stand here atop the Secret Tower and see my long lost homeland. It is a wild and unexplored land, with its Sacred Pillars, Battlemage mountains, Hedge Wizards woods and the Quantum Shadow. Who can say what monsters lurk within the Fey or treasures await within the Thorn? But to my bones I burn to explore, to learn the runes that will unlock these lands. What friends will I meet, what bosom companions will bravely join me as we hone our skills in battle and lore and spells?

There is a rumor my son has also made it to this magical land. In his youth I would close each evening by telling him and his two sisters stories of a brave warrior, a magical enchanter, and a clever trickster. To think we might be able to see such stories come to life in this magical land is the dream of a life time.

And there is a girl, I call the hills my home and she hales from the forest. But it is a wonderful match. Her healing staff has turned the tide of many a battle and when matched with her infinity rune her ability to heal is almost limitless.

Of course my faithful companion, Istari, is also at my side, his white fur magically able to blend into shadow or sun. He too has honed his senses and is able to harm in battle or heal as needed. His ability to detect hidden prey is unmatched. Our long travels together have given us an affinity such that we can almost read each others minds. When he is on the prowl or sniffing the air or casting his expert eyes afar, I can see as he sees, smell as he smells and perceive the hidden foe as he perceives. Our coordination in battle is unequaled. His perception of the foes weaknesses is a skill many envy.

My ruby staff has been worn to a smooth comfortable shine. Its heft in my hand is solid enough to strike the occasional wayward kobold, yet its true power is found in the magical focus of the ruby. Of itself the ruby will bring forth great magical ability from my natural affinity to wood and hill. But when focused through the rune of Mercury, (as all know the rune of Mercury is the symbol of war) the power of rune and ruby can bring forth a most devastating blast of power.

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