Dwarven warriors

chapter one

The moon shone down on a large cave, which was enclosed by a thick forest of spruce. The grass swayed peacefully as soft humming suddenly broke the silence of the night. The sound lead to two massive male figures, who stood out amongst all the think brush of the forest. They both stood at least twenty feet tall each. One of the figures, an older looking male with a red medium length beard, furrowed his brow as he glared at the other younger male. Said younger male shrugged, his iron shoulder armor gleaming in the moonlight as he did so, and grinned sheepishly as he moved his blond bangs off his forehead. "Sorry Aengus" he said as Aengus look out into the night sky. The older man's brow furrowed as he said a reply to the younger male's apology. "Liam you know we have an important job to do here. We are to make sure this villain does not escape, heaven knows what pain he has caused too many lands centuries ago. Even now there are still creatures who fear his name and fear he may return to finish his horrible rein." The man's gruff voice and tone made the younger male sharpen his gaze around the surrounding area that was in front of the cave.

The calm breeze that had been surrounding them started to pick up suddenly. Aengus stiffened at the change. He used his other strong senses to try and pick up what could have caused the change in the breeze. 'Perhaps a passerby that didn't know the area?' thought the older giant until a strong scent of wildflowers and poison oak caught his attention. He growled, startling his comrade as the sound rumbled out into the quiet night. Aengus then commanded "witch! Come out!" in a heartbeat there was a smaller figure in the clearing they and the slightly mossed cave. The figure wore a dark purple cloak that hid their identity. The figure raised a hand from their cloak and it started to glow a blackish purple as they uttered the words: "dol a chadal a-nis". As the words left their mouth the giants eyes began to droop slowly and both slumped to the ground and were sound asleep.

The figure smirked as they glided past the guards and the large steel bars of the cave. Their footsteps echoed 'tap tap' as they went down the long path of the cave to the very end, where there was a large darkened cell. The cell itself looked age with moss growing on various parts of the metal and on the cave itself. A large figure stood from his place on the small bed that was in the cell and growled out at the new figure that entered their peripheral vision. The cloaked figure spoke in an almost monotone voice 'are you the infamous iron face?" the light of the torches near the cell lite up the figures cloak so that iron face could see the blackened edges of the cloak. Iron face stood up to his full seven feet tall stature as the figure came closer to his cell. "Yes it is I. who are you mysterious figure?" you are either very brave or idiotic to come here. Those who do are usually thrown from their villages because they believe they have come to be my 'slave' as so many had put it." Iron face held a strangely calm but firm expression on his face. The figure could tell that the mistakes of the past had made him this way.

The scars on his arms were the most prominent from the pain he had experienced from before he started the war. Iron face looked on as the figure pulled down their hood to reveal themselves as a woman with long brown hair and ice blue cold eyes. Her cloak swirled around her revealing she wore a dress a similar color to her cloak. Her light green skin wrinkled on her forehead as she looked at him. Iron face seemed surprised at the young woman but still demanded "what are you here for witch?" the woman seemed unfazed as she called her by her species and calmly replied "my name is morgana and I am here to free you master." She said as her hands started to glow blackish purple again. Iron face kept a calm expression as he realized this woman was completely serious about freeing him and he had a feeling she had a plan in mind to help him concur this world in a better way than his previous plans. "barraichean iarainn briste!" she said as her magic went to the bars and in a second the bars broke as though they were made of string instead of iron. Iron face stepped out of his prison and motioned for morgana to follow him. As they both walked out into the night air he spoke "I assume you have a plan to help me claim these lands?" morgana simply nodded as they both looked towards the horizon and started off towards the south.