When I was a pup, I lived on the outskirts of the Foundry with my brother K’Drax and our father. In his younger days, my father was a fierce fighter and contributed to the clan by protecting our people from anything that threatened our land. In times of peace, he made his living as a hunter of monsters and animals alike.
As soon as K’Drax and I were old enough to learn a task, he taught it. From setting traps to meticulous ambushes, his plan of attack was always perfection and he expected the same from us. He would often track a creature for months at a time leaving my brother and I to carry on hunting everything that came too close. We easily provided enough for ourselves and whatever was left, was sold to the highest bidder.
K’Drax would often make trips to the forge to trade and always returned with my equal share of the loot and any books he could find. Through studying, he trained me in combat, challenged my ideas, and kept me sharp. Even when our father died and we were sent to the foundry, he was always there for me.
Our time there was well-spent, we learned to work metal and the value of a gold coin. K’Drax thrived in his new environment, his skill with metal and charismatic demeanor quickly made him a favorite among the tribe. I wasn’t unhappy working the forge, but I often found myself wandering out into the wilderness, often only returning when forced to do so.
After four years, the time has come again.
Returning to the Steel Eaters clan
I have argued with Anok about taking back the Foundry for weeks. The scum that killed K’Drax is polluting the halls we walked together as children. The molten anger that fuels my blood ensures my victory. I am eager to reacquaint the dwarven filth with the axe he lost in my brother’s back.
It’s time to steal back the place my brother called home and Anok is wasting time. The coward’s afraid, he lost control of the situation while trying to profit from anyone who had a copper piece . We’ve already sat here for too long, and I think he’s finally realizing that we don’t stand a chance on our own.
A group of adventures has crossed our borders. They look… impressive actually, I’m surprised anyone worth their metal would come to this place. Anok has taken it upon himself to recruit these Harbingers to resolve our dwarf problem. While they look capable, I find I am too impatient to analyze this situation properly. If they are trustworthy, this is our best chance at taking the forge. The blood of my brother is calling to me, urging me every moment to avenge him.
Meanwhile Anok is prattling on about how the foundry will be restored and I can see the gleam his greedy little eyes as he talks about providing weapons for battles in far off places. He seems to forget the dangers that lurk closer to home, even when the dwarves are defeated, the fight will continue.
I can feel the imbalance in the air, evil seems to be pouring out of every fissure of this place lately. The days of peace are behind us.I breathe in the chaos and feel the power of it surge through me.
The steady slow burn of an unending rage.
I’m hungry for revenge.
Addarah’s final letter to K’Drax
_We were victorious brother. Your killer’s skull will be worn on my belt until I am dust: a reminder of what we have accomplished. These Harbingers have allowed us to survive by tipping the battle in our favor. They fought masterfully. Had we met them as children, we would have begged them to stay and teach us their art. While I admire them, I don’t fully trust them. They have secrets motivations that I can’t even imagine. Yet they seem to have a deeper understanding of the world than any of our people. I wonder if they feel the same imbalances as I do.
I spoke with Gutja , he told me about your warband. Father would be so proud. You fought for our people, our rights, Steel-Eater rights.
I only came back to fight for you.
I thought that being back here would bring you closer to me, but the light of the forge is as dull as ever.
Now that you are at peace and your purpose fulfilled, I have to leave. A part of me will always be here with you, and you with me._