Thread:Dark dwarves 2/@comment-26084195-20170208013150/@comment-26084195-20170311190832

"I'm not entirely certain. I know that over the week or so he was there, the two of them developed a deep bond, but after their mission, for some reason my grandmother fled. Two years later, he was finally killed by Queen Cristanos. However, he was resurrected, managed to find my grandmother, and the two went into hiding for twenty years. They had two daughters, both Iksar. Ordinarily that would have been impossible, but I'm pretty sure the Goddess of Love had a hand in that. Eventually, Jaukoehai Ironskin was called back into action to stop the end of the world. That took about a year. After the fight, however, Queen Cristanos again used her magnificent dark powers to enervate Jaukoehai Ironskin. By that I mean cause his powers, magical or divine or whatever, to leave him, and turn him into an ordinary Half Elf. Suffice to say, decades without food, water or sleep caught up with him, though he did not die. He started to age as well. He and my grandmother sheltered in Qeynos for a while, but then they left to go into hiding, because he didn't want to put any innocent lives in jeopardy. He knew how many people wanted to kill him. One of his daughters, Zixka, married Dominus Rile, my father. A surprising union, admittedly, her being the daughter of a warrior of the light, him being a much and a cruel cruel man. She produces a son first, Kaybal. Two years later, she gave birth to me, but died when she did. Her sister, Issa, remains alive to this day, and she still holds true to her father's teachings. So did Zixka for that matter, and she passed some of those on to Kaybal. Meanwhile, while Kaybal mostly listened to mother, I listened to father. He taught me much of the necromantic arts, as well as valuable Iksar lessons. When Kaybal came of age, he ran away from home to find my stinking grandfather."