I was only four when the troubles began, so I can't rightly (or wrongly, for that matter), say who struck the first blow.
I do know, though, that it was a bloody battle, and a fierce one at that, and no one can honestly say who was at fault, or who even ended it, if truth be told. Just that it was a long battle in an even longer war, and neither side came out particularly victorious from either the battle or the war.
Thom was there, I do know that. Or perhaps I should give him his full title? Sir Thomlin Argon Hammersmith, all four foot three inches of him at full stretch, and almost as much again around, was known the world over more by reputation than renown, and rarely was any of it good.
He was typical of his people though, and generally fairly gruff with anyone over five feet tall - "no need for such excessive height" - was something of a catch-phrase with him. But then, what more could you expect from one such as him?
A dwarf is not such a common thing these days, but in the time of Thom, and indeed, this story, dwarves were still to be seen round and about. They had yet to vanish into their dark tunnels and caves, but that time would approach soon enough, with the day of reckoning.
The elves had felt it coming long before anyone else, and had all but disappeared from this once wondrous planet, only to be replaced by things best left hidden in the darkness. Evil things, Shadow things. But more was to come. That was certain.
(now to Ceramix to continue)
I do know, though, that it was a bloody battle, and a fierce one at that, and no one can honestly say who was at fault, or who even ended it, if truth be told. Just that it was a long battle in an even longer war, and neither side came out particularly victorious from either the battle or the war.
Thom was there, I do know that. Or perhaps I should give him his full title? Sir Thomlin Argon Hammersmith, all four foot three inches of him at full stretch, and almost as much again around, was known the world over more by reputation than renown, and rarely was any of it good.
He was typical of his people though, and generally fairly gruff with anyone over five feet tall - "no need for such excessive height" - was something of a catch-phrase with him. But then, what more could you expect from one such as him?
A dwarf is not such a common thing these days, but in the time of Thom, and indeed, this story, dwarves were still to be seen round and about. They had yet to vanish into their dark tunnels and caves, but that time would approach soon enough, with the day of reckoning.
The elves had felt it coming long before anyone else, and had all but disappeared from this once wondrous planet, only to be replaced by things best left hidden in the darkness. Evil things, Shadow things. But more was to come. That was certain.
(now to Ceramix to continue)
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