Finna's historie and other stories

[Finna]

The world shook and swayed and a thick layer of mist suddenly lay over Finna’s eyes… she was in shock. She grabbed a chair and sat down on it.

Both she and the old dwarf sat there, just looking at each other, and they could not believe what they had just discovered.

“Yer… mah uncle?”, Finna started carefully, after the world became a little clearer again.

“Aye lass…”, Beyram said, shaken too, “Iffin ye be Finna Stonecleaver then yer fatha’ was me brother… aye.”, he nodded. It was an emotional moment.
Finna thought he was dead and now there he sat… her uncle, alive and well, who hid all those years from everyone, trying to drown his sorrows in the white landscape he lived in.

Ofcourse they hugged each other and then went to sit for a drink.
When the shock had gone away a bit, they started talking. About the old days, about what had happened, how they both hated the trolls, and about Beyram’s life so far.

“Och lass”, the old dwarf said, “Me beaufifull bear Sulphur… ‘e gave ‘is life tae protect oos from tha trolls…”, he sighed. “Ah walked around fer a wee while missin ‘im, bar then ah found Snowy ‘ere, in a hole in tha snow, whinin’ ‘is ‘eart out. We ‘ad a connection at once, ya know. O’course ah still missed Sulphur, bar this’n… oh this little bundle o’white fur in me arms…”, the old dwarf had his eyes closed now and was rocking his arms like he held a little baby in it. Finna smiled as Beyram opened his eyes again and beamed a smile towards her. “Ah called ‘im Snowfur, guess why”, he laughed, “Bar ah usually call’im Snowy. Tha’s shorter, y’know!”, he grinned.

Finna nodded. “So, lass”, Beyram said, “Wha’have ya been up tae these years?” and Finna told her story, untill some time ago, untill she joined the Guard. “An’ then, uncle, then ah came tae Ironforge, tha’ big city where tha king be! Ah even saw tha king then, twas tha first time an’ ah felt so proud!”, she smiled. “Ah also saw a few dwarfs in sum sort o’uniform an’ ah followed them. They went intae an inn an’ ah didnae dare follow them, bar then sum left an’ ah sneaked up an’ had a look. Bar thar was wan left thar an’ ‘e saw meh an’called meh in. ‘T was chief Gant, an’ we talked a bit, an’ ‘e told meh they were the king’s guards. Wha’ ‘e told meh, uncle, tha’ was wha’ ah wanted! Tae serve an’ protect, as ya callit! They protect tha king an’ Ironforge, also ‘gainst tha trolls, uncle!”, with that, her uncle’s eyes seemed to burn with fire.

“Against tha trolls, ey?”, he said, angry.

“Aye, uncle… bar nae jus’ tha trolls alone, o’course.” Finna told her uncle about everything she had done with the Guard already, how much they had become like a family to her. Beyram looked pleased that his neice had found such a nice guild to stay in.

“Och! Uncle! Dun ya feel alone ‘ere?”, Finna asked. “Aye lass, tha’ ah dae, bar ah didnae felt at ‘ome in tha’ big town where everwan looked at meh tae know wha’ ‘appened, an’ with those “we’re sorry” looks in their eyes…”

“Ah can imagine”, mumbled Finna. “Bar dun ye wanna come with meh tae Ironforge then? Ah’m sure people nae look at ye naemore these days, an’ p’haps, iffin ye want o’course, tha Thane has sumtin tae dae fer ya in tha Guard!”

“Och lass”, the old dwarf said, “Wha’ can ah dae… ah’m old, ah’m nae gud fer a military force ‘nymore.”

“Hmm”, said Finna, “Ah’ll talk tae ‘er an’ p’haps she knows sumtin outside fightin’. Ye can still hunt, can’t ya?”, she asked, on which Beyram nodded.

Finna walked out, shaking a paw with Snowfur, who started to like her already, now he noticed that his master liked her so much.

“Ah’ll be back shortly!”, she yelled, and mounted her ram who she had tied to a tree nearby.

With all the speed her ram’s legs could give, she raced towards Ironforge, where she thought the Thane should be.

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((I didn't yet get any further than this but I hope to be able to continue the story very soon...))