Droskar's Crucible

[Larz Oathtaker]

Larz slowly moves into the room, without even thinking he begins  to whisper the burial chant of his God, Larz move around the obsidian walled room Finding the beginning of the carvings. Reading the dwarven words to himself as he chants, "REMEMBER THOSE HOW HAVE ENDED THEIR JOURNEY IN THIS PLACE, THE FALLEN OF DROSKAR'S CRUCIBLE. Then the names begin. So many kinsmen have passed here, slowly Larz runs the finger tips of his left hand across the walls as he walks around the room. Finding where the last name was added, Larz kneels and pulls the clan dagger from his hip, His tears of morning  finally being released carefully the dwarf attempts to carve his uncles name into the obsidian, then in parentheses he adds (THE GLINT AXE) Then Larz stands and rubs the back of his hand across his eyes. as he walks past the group he grumbles. Damn dust got in me eyes