[center][b]Ulgahk[/b]
Amaroth Mountainside[/center]

In the dead of night, a shadow moved against the trees. It bounded past the rocks, past the softly cascading streams, and was only stopped by the harsh snap of metal. The bear had been caught. It cried out in agony and frustration as it could not escape, as desperately as it wanted to. Yet, the bear grew quiet, as another shadow began to move amongst the trees. It cracked the rocks underfoot, and let the streams babble by as it advanced, its footsteps echoing with the sound of steel. The shadow clutched a large mace in one of its arms, readying it for the kill. Yet, as the shadow’s eyes met the bear’s, it hesitated. The look in its eyes was something marvelous. Something unafraid of what lay before it. Unafraid, and unquestioning of its own fate. It was something the shadow envied, and something the shadow took with a brutal fight, and a snap of the neck.

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Ulgahk rose from his morning meditation, glancing at his old shield, Maw, as he rose. As the sunlight began to poison the day once more, the mountain felt himself pulled forward, even further from his home than he’d traveled thusfar. Was this truly Regna’s will at work? What was He trying to tell Ulgahk? And what lay ahead of him? It tugged at Ulgahk that he was so far from his home. After all, the further he was from home, the closer he was to… people. Ulgahk despised interaction with others. Its why he took to the mountains in the first place. People were Children of the Sun, their minds just as blank and burning as the thing that now hung in the sky like a tumor. Still, he pressed on, and began to come down off of the mountain, and began to see what Regna was leading him to: the Underdeep. 

“Dwarves…” Ulgahk growled, “… it had to be dwarves.” he spat as he made his way toward the high, jagged entrance, passing by a dwarf just outside.

“Oh! Hello there stranger! I presume you’re here for…Dain…Lionbeard?” the dwarf asked, with only the clatter of Ulgahk’s armor responding to the little one as he went inside. Propelled by Regna’s will, Ulgahk trudged his way into a large, sparsely populated room, filled with about six dwarves… and some hulking beast. Ulgahk looked to the West, but Regna gave no answer. Wherever he was, Ulgahk had arrived. He snorted in annoyance, and took a seat on the stone floor without another word.