By the altar of storms, an other story from Fráds brother frad((the dwarf))

This is a brave story of the brave stonefoots dwarfs that my brother is one of.

"read up for a paper"
The battle at the altar of storms

By: Frad Stronghammer

Me and me clan were out on a mission, not the normal expedition.
This was to save a dear friend soul, so we went the: The altar of storms as that was our goal.
There we fought one by one some terrified foes, and an undead troll that didn’t show.
And down from the sky came a mighty blue dragon, which with a toe could break a wagon.
The dragon took our dear friend into the high, and dropped him up in the sky.
He felled and felled down in a hut of dangerously orcs, and they were trying to eat him with pork.
But the battle wasn’t over at the altar of storms, as the dragon attacked reforms of dwarfs.
The battle was as epic as few, and sometime I wished is just was untrue.
All of a sudden jumped Thug out of the blue and backstaped the dragons back, and the battle with the dragon was now over and I flied away and we stopped the attack.
We safe Miniman from the orcs, as they was about to cook the pork
We went to an inn is dwarfs now do, with Miniman safe we drank a toast to the all brave dwarfs and that wouldn’t I not undo.
"stops reading"

and its a true story "nods"

You must be proud of your brother, Frad. He sounds like a brave one for sure. And he can rhyme a bit, too!

yes i am proud of him, he is my only familie after all

*claps*