Board Thread:Story Forum/@comment-26486187-20151026040044

This is copy pasted from by profile BTW

I was born quite some time ago in the Iron Hills, as a stout little dwarven prince. When my father died I became Lord of the Iron Hills and immediately put my people on a terrible war against the orcs. Many orcs and Dwarves died in this tragic series of battles but the Dwarves emerged victorious, taking back the ancient Dwarven land of Gundabad, and renaming it Dwarfabad. While my kin was recovering however, new orc armies spilled out of Angmar, taking my army by surprise. We tried to retreat but it turned into a terrorfing route into the fortress. The orcs laid siege to to it and we were stuck for 4 years. Suddenly, an army of Dwarves from Ered Luin, our cousins, came out and in ne swift charge wrecked many an orc. But as the surprise wore down the batte turned against the blue dwarves, so we swell charged. With a great spray of crossbow bolts we ran out through our gate and battered the enemy flank, completely wiping out the bodyguard and sending the orcs in retreat. Maany dwarves were dead by now and many more were injured many very tired,so it was not good news that new waves of Goblins were coming out from the mountain holes, charging down thee steep slopes. 3 hours later the battle was still raging when the trolls came. Many dwarves were ended by these foul beasts of evil. We eventually killed them and the orc waves stopped. The battle was over. But we had lost many Dwarves. Half of all our troops were dead, a quarter more injured. I had lost 5 of my best captains, the Blue dwarves their leader. But nearly all the orcs to were dead, many more than we had lost. So we went on a huge invasion, into the fell land of Angmar and with hate in our hearts we destroyed it. We burned every camp a village and fortress we came across and ruined to entire land. That was the Dwarven Angmarian War.

I returned home to the Iron Hills with victory. The Blue Dwarves had the mountains of Angmar and dug many rich mines there. We resettled the Grey mountains and found there were no Drakes left. I lived to the ripe old age of 345 before dying of old age.  