Posted: Wulfhere Hausakliufr

News travels slowly as we dwarves move aboot and under tha lands o Norrath. Months have come and gone by human reckoning, tho we hardly feel tha passage o time. Time only brings more wisdom and might ter tha good folk o Kaladim.

New allies found on tha frontier ter share camp and ales with older friends. A cheery "Harh!" ter Chaos Adventuring, Agger's own band now led by Priest Bohab from Qeynos. Well met ter Blade of Phoenix and their kindly ambassador from Rivervale, Priestess Kabree herself.

Tha close o winter brought tha storm giants roaring into battle, determined ter crush Thurgadin and Hammerhold itself. A war like no other was fought by troops from all o'er Norrath, lead by Ascending Dawn. Narandi tha Wretched was slain and tha giants in full retreat for a time. Tromm Grong'Rik Gunthor himself earned tha giant's great lance ter wield!

In tha spring, tha clan gathered before King Kazon Stormhammer. Much ale was summoned and drank down as much clan business was done with tha king's blessing.

As spring turned greener did tha knights o tha clan gather ter lay rest tha revenant o a long dead paladin and claim their own Divine Might! Special honor goes ter Monndane as he quested not for himself but for his Thane. Underfoot bless ya Sir Monndane!

Battle e'er in tha offering, tha Grom'Barag holds sway on many a day against tha giants and brigands that plague tha lands. Tireless tha dwarven troops yet sharpen their axes for monsterous foes e'en tha beast Lodizal!

Then a fateful day... one o many as summer's battle season loomed. Monndane lost in tha realm o Fear itself! Much searchin finally lead tha troops to his rescue after many days and vengence was not far behind tha wrath o Brell itself