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Glodin jolted awake at the sound of a door slamming shut. He quickly looked around and found himself in the forges, he had been sleeping in a chair and leaning on an anvil. He rubbed his eyes remembering the dream he had and how it intertwined with the others.
Glodin jumped up as a thought crossed his mind and grabbed his father's hammer, leaving his pick and armor behind he ran as fast as he could to find Captain Sunderland.

He got lost once but managed to find his way back to the main hall to find the Captain at a table with others. "Captain! Captain, give me your sword! I have a vision of a rune and I need to scribe it fast before the vision fades." he pants out as he reaches Captain Evelyn.
At his captain's signal Glodin charges forward, closing the gap between him and his victim. During his advance he saw the Deamon Saarthan retreat from the battle, as if feeling fear of the templars and their power. Without a moments hesitation he hurled his hammer at the Dead God. Glodin switched his grip on his pickaxe before grasping it with his right hand also. "This is for all the innocent lives you have taken! Fall before the might of Glodin Quarrey!" he said as he slammed his pick into Krovah's hip, peircing flesh and bone. He removed his pick from his opponent and stepped back as Krovah started to fall.

"Damn you dwarf!" was all the beast could say before Glodin's pick swung upwards through his lower jaw and jutting out the top of his skull. Glodin removed his pick from the beast with a smile, not caring that his beard was soaked in Krovah's foul blood.

Meanwhile, Glodin's hammer flew true and nailed the back of the imitator Dead God's helmet, leaving a fairly decent sized dent.
Im fine with whatevs, I just want to see what you have in store

P.s. final touches on post are being made.
I am here and working on a post
Dont finish off krovah, I have that dealt with, but the desire demon is for everyone else. Glodin will just lend a hammer, I mean uh, hand. Yes. Hand.
@Ace of flames01 tunnel vision love, tunnel vision
I just posted, hopefully I caught it with the flow
Glodin smiled at Burtoc "Well we don't talk all that much, hard to get a good look at your character if we don't communicate." He watched as Burtoc left in a flash of light. He took a moment to look around him and take in the veiw at what may be his future. He sighed wishing that this dream was reality before following his savior from his dream to the next where he was meeted with a grim sight. Death,destruction, wastelands. That was all he saw before him before he heard the demon's voice in his head. Soon he was teleported to the demon and his minions, as he locked eyes with Krovah he no longer cared what the beast said. Glodin found his prey. "KROVAH! WE MEET AGAIN SNAGGLE TOOTH! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT, HERE AND NOW, JUST YOU AND I!" he shouted as loud as his dwarven lungs would allow him as he drew his hammer and pick. A rune slowly carving itself into the pick from his sheer will power in the dreamscape. The rune translated to the common tongue said "Pierce". A deadly rune made to pierce even the toughest armor. A rune he had been working to perfect but could never do so in the waking world.
My apologies for not posting over the weekend thats the only time my gf and I have together where neither of us are sleeping.
I blame my lack of sleep but sure that works too @Zelosse
I posted, sorry there is no writer's "fluff" but im drowsy and I wanted to get my idea down before it went poof.
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