Family History

Mr. Dragonis

Lived in Era 35 and got 0 heir(s) .
Learning the fine arts of battle from his father to be a great warrior like his father. 12 years ago when he as still young he trained daily with his father doing the best he could to get better and proving himself daily each day he grew stronger and faster the men in the army quickly took a liking to the boy always willing to help always willing to fight and never did he stay down we always stood up even from the most gruesome wounds would get back up to fight. It was a nice day he remembers it like yesterday it was a nice cool day you could smell the rain in the air that day there was quick spar with his fathers best and his father. About an hours rest of enjoying the roast he had gotten from his father and the bread and cheese with a nice ale on the side with a mouth full of hot food and cold ale it was a perfect day until the town alarms went off and all the men able to fight were sent to the armory to get themselves ready of course with this being his first battle he was scared this wouldn't be a spar for fun or training but a true fight of like and death as all the people in his town ere running around the women, children and the unable were packed and leaving to the mountains. At the moment it wasn't raining just sprinkling a very light rain they headed to the top of the hill jus outside of there town to meet the enemy not a hour passed till they saw the enemy orcs and trolls together raiding the lands there was sure to be two to one favor in the orcs and trolls favor. The beat of the war drums was slow then without warning the sound quickned and the horde let out a mighty cry as did the dwarves each knowing what the outcome was however to protect heir families neither dwarf was going to leave. The rain thickened to a drenching down pour and with the first flash of light from the lighting the horde charged more and more flashes of light go off soon as the horde reached the bottom of the hill on the sound of the thunder the dwarves charged with Dragonis next to his father up front leading the way the enemy were many but the dwarf skill in battle proved to be a worthy challenge Dragonis stood in the field hesitating unsure and unsafe as a frightened child. The battle waged on and Dragonis was helpless just watching all this death and seeing this sight a orc charged the frightened dwarf but by sheer luck Dragonis's child hood friend saw the charge and interfered and was impaled in place of Dragonis. Dragonis couldn't help but see his friend die in front of him before he died his friends looks at Dragonis and smiles further impaling himself to kill the orc at the sight of this Dragonis picks up his axe in a full rage and joins the fray finally soon feeling the flow of blood down his axes was second nature and all the training came to him at once he was taught well and now understood that to protect what you love and care about is to go to length and pay any cost even your life like his friend did for him. Soon Dragonis spotted the war chief in the field and they both stared at each other soon the orc charged flailing his war hammer before he knew it he was struck with a heavy blow knocking the wind out of him sending him flying Dragnois couldn't react fast enough and was about to be finished this his father saw the fight and tackled the back of the war chief's legs taking him down. While the two fought Dragonis caught his breathe and managed to sit up the see his father fight his father was weapon less except for the shield he had which already was half gone the fight waged and soon an orc and troll came to assist and when Dragonis's father was distracted for the slightest second turning to intercept them as well the chief brought down the hammer with a great two handed swing on the dwarves back his father fell to his knees then to the floor as in slow motion, he saw his father pass and he was helpless Dragonis then stood up and charged the three tears in his eyes and a new focus the orc and troll rush him as well the troll taking the lead went for a decapitating blow Dragonis had ducked and unsheathed the dagger in his boot comming up with the blade to his chest continuing to run the the dagger in the beast gutting him and dropping him instantly then came the orc who rushed Dragonis with the short sword Dragonis stood there soon as the orc stabbed with the arm reached out Dragonis stepped left and grabbed the orc hand and bringing his free arm down like a hammer where his joints connected making the creature impale himself. Now the chief and Dragonis were left and the fight was the same as before the orc was just two strong and to used to battle soon as the orc was close the memory or his father and the pain of his loss came to him as with the rest of his life at that moment the beast swung and Dragonis rolled grabbing what happened to be his fathers axe, he keeled and swung behind him spinning to add momentum and hit the back of the beasts leg knocking him over Dragonis stood with the axe over head and looking the creature Dragonis brought down the axe with all his might before it could connect Dragonis felt and blinding pain was was rendered unconscious. When Dragonis awoke his fathers best friend was next to him wiping the caked blood off his face saying "Good job you took out the chief." Dragonis looked over and saw the body of the chief and and saw his fathers axe sticking out from the chest. Since the day of the war and the loss of his father Dragonis wishes to fill his fathers dream of a kingdom where all races live in peace Dragonis is now just looking for a place to start building this kingdom.