[center][h1]The Ironborne Legion[/h1]
[h3]"Forgotten and banished, yet they live as if steel"[/h3][/center]

Deep below the surface of the continent of Varran there lies a marvelous labyrinth of caverns and tunnels edging deep into the earths rock. It was here that the dwarves were born, and have lived for history only knows how long. The great Dwarven Khal (Empire), the Khazan, were a dominant factor on the continent of Varran and their cities, keeps, and fortresses were dominant things to behold, and their entrances to this underground empire were nothing short of awe inspiring. 

Naturally, as the central power, many disliked the Khazan-Khal and after hundreds of years of suspicion and an ever growing untrust for the surface dwellers- Giant, no, massive legions of dwarves were forged into being. With the dangers lurking in the deep, these dwarves were no strangers to warfare, for they had fought the twisted creatures of the abyss.
There were forged seven legions, one such legion was the Ironborne, the second legion.

With a moto which demands honor and glory before defeat or retreat, these dwarves were some of the strongest amongst the population, and their sturdy mindset were made sturdier to keep them from feeling sympathy for the possible enemies of the surface.

No Dwarf within the Khazan-Khal, however, expected to fight surfacers, instead, they thought their purpose were to combat the increasing activity within the ever-tunnels between the strongholds, and the cities of the Khal. After centuries of combating the terrors of the depths, the Khazan-Khal had finally begun to crumble, even if little, the surface nations took no time to worry, and instead launched a combined assault in the name of the unfathomable riches which lurked in the underworld.

And thus begins the tale of the Ironborne Legions betrayal.

First they thought it obvious to defend their fore-fathers’ great halls and cities, so every Legion of the Khal marched for the Gates which lead to the surface. These gates were massive constructions carved out of the rock in magnificent awe. Towering statues, massive runic carvings, even entire fortresses were shaped from the rock, and it was inside one of these fortresses that the battle between Dwarf and Man would begin.

The Dwarven Ironborne Legion was to defend the gates of Ironhold, one of the surface gates. Under direct order from the Kharan (Emperor) were they to hold this citadel until their last breaths dawn upon the skies of the overworld. And so they did, under command of Uthor Drakkenhammer. 

However, unbeknownst to the Ironborne Legion, assasins of Man had infiltrated through their defenses and, whilst there were no enemy soldiers, the safety of the Dwarven Khal had been compromised. And much like the Khal was compromised, so were the Kharan. It would be this compromise which would lead to his assassination at the hand of these very assasins.


After an extensive investigation amidst the current chaos of being overrun by both men and abyssal beast, the Ironborne Legion were said to be responsible- and whilst the assassin was executed, the people demanded to see those responsible executed as well. 

However, no true Dwarf of the Khazan-Khal believe that a Dwarf who’s done the Khal great honor and deed should be discarded as if a simple insect. The mercy began to erupt in the judgement of the regent; Marak. The Regent had before him one tenth of the Ironborne Legion, those whom had survived both battle against man and deep terror, roughly 1200 dwarves were left, and he made a merciful decision.

He declared the remnants of the Ironborne Legion banished from the Khazan-Khal’s lands. They were to be exiled, and they were forced to leave through the deep-tunnels, the ancestors may only know where they lead. With three weeks’ worth of water and barely any food at all, these warriors, clad in their heavy armors, were forced to march the darkness of these pits until, well, when?

After two weeks of seemingly endless walking and severe casualties thanks to the deep terrors of the underworld, they were now met with an opening, they were all blinded, unthinkable light reached into their eyes, and they all rushed to the source, some fell and collapsed as they were unable to support their own, and their armors’ weight, but those who made it stood awe inspired. 

When the remaining 250 dwarves had adjusted to the light they were met with an arctic tundra, massive, towering mountains reaching out from the earth and behind them, from once they came, were the tallest mountain they had ever laid eyes on.

Stretching far into the heavens, the only thing which befell Uthor was “Hazan-Khar”. Its literal meaning? Mountain born from Iron.

With rejuvenating will and hope, but nonexistent supplies and broken Runic Titan armor weighing their bodies down, they set out to gather resources amongst the pine forest below the large opening of whence they came.

Uthor had declared that the gathering of food was most important, in worst case scenario he’d send scouts to scout the underground for deep-growth such as mushrooms, but for now he believed that the pine forest would be ripe for resources. Out of the few, but battle hardened and experienced men he had left- he split them into three groups.

The 1st Group would include himself and all of his loyal lieutenants, excluding 2 of his most trusted. This group would take care of defensive protection and scouting, it would be the smallest group and would be made up of 50 Ironborne dwarves. This group would be called ‘The Boars’.



The 2nd Group would include Freid Mjoll, the Ironborne strategist. This group was a temporary creation as the exiles had left their tunnel wagon behind because they were unable to push it with them. This group would be tasked with recovering the wagon from the depths of the rock. Unsure of where the tunnel wagon was actual located, this task may require a long times investment, therefore 125 dwarves will accompany Freid in the recovery task. Dwarves with the least broken swords, shields, and armor were picked to perform this duty. As it is a temporary group there is no name.

The 3rd Group would be commanded by Ulkan the Forger, they would include 75 dwarves and their task would be, for now, to gather the necessary resources to create a temporary encampment located close to the mouth of Hazan-Khar. Once the wagon would return with the required dwarven tools, they’d begin construction of this encampment. The group was called ‘The Blacksmiths’.

[hider=After words]
I'm located, for now, at the base of the large mountain on the north-eastern penninsula.[/hider]