Let me tell you a story of a ragtag band of wanderers who find a new home to settle far from their old masters. A story of life, love and family, of a community working together to strike the earth and create a future for themselves.-cut to scene of a female dwarf holding her baby while she picks ripe pickle berries from a farm plot.
A place of where danger lurks around every corner seeking to tear down this peaceful life.-cut to scene of evil ugly goblin watching from the shadows as the mother puts her baby down while she returns to work in the fields.
-cut to scene of distraught mother crying and screaming reaching out into the darkness from her doorway, "Noooo, bring back my baby!"
A place where the machines of war are fueled by the burning rage and grudges against those who would upset this new land.-cut to scene of many dwarven weapon and armor smiths working forges scattered around a pool of magma, the red/orange backglow painting the shining steel of new weapons and armor a dull blood red.
A place where ingenuity, invention and cunning are as deadly as any army.-cut to scene of sweaty dwarf working with hand tools on some mechanical device. camera pans back to show a control box with a lever sticking out of it. he tightens the last screw and then pulls the lever. Hundreds of giant steel serrated disks erupt from the hallway behind him in a dazzling display of deadly intent and engineering brilliance. "Groovy", he says.
A place where the pain and terror of war are far too familair companions.-cut to scene in hospital, beds and traction tables full of brave, wounded dwarven soldiers, beards matted with red blood. A much over worked doctor storms into the shot, "More soap dammit, We need more Soap!" he bellows out in frustration.
A place where loss and suffering are felt deeper then the cut of any knife.-cut to scene of drunken dwarf in mess hall yelling in hysterical frustration, "Dammit, there all dead. All of them. Do you hear me, all of them! My friends, my famliy! All lost!" he smashes his table in a sudden rage, grabbing his chair and throwing it across the room, hitting another dwarf. Turning, he grabs the dwarf drinking behind him and begins to beat him mercilessly while in the background shouts can be heard from city guardsman.
A place where the past seems to always find you.-cut scene to a noble arriving at the new town, sneering at the old expedition leader.
A place where the cruelty of government can be felt like a yoke about the neck of freedom.-cut to a scene of same noble giving a speech, "I hearby declare that No silver blocks shall hencforth be sold until time as I see fit. Also, I demand that my bedroom be furninshed in platinum only. bedecked with many gems!" behind her can be scene dwarves carrying large hammers, an ugly, gleeful look in there eyes.
A place where justice can be as unforgiving as the foulest of demon gods.-cut to scene of dwarven commoner lying on the ground amongst dark shadows, one hand raised over him in defense. Scattered about him are silver blocks glinting from distant torchlight. "Look, you just dont understand, I have to sell them to feed my family. Dont you get it?! The economy is broken!" The camera pans to show a wickedly armored dwarf lifting a giant hammer over his head with a snarl, before bringing it down with brutal efficiency, his eyes and smiling teeth gleaming in the dancing light.
----------thats all i got now. this is a great thread. Also,........sigg'd
"Oh my god guys, wood, is like, totally murder."
*policeman waving you past traffic scene
