War wagons enter town
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At sunset 2 wagons enter the gates of jiyyd. Both wagons seem to have been part of some kind of battle. The sides of the wagons have hundreds of arrows stuck in it. Every here and there a sword seems to have found the side of the wagon. The 2 drivers of the wagons wear a white robe over their dirty battletorn armor. The robe bares the symbol of a greatsword, the blade in fire. The wagons stop at the temple and the drivers shout into one of the wagons .
Lady Jirka, we be home!
A dwarf steps down from the wagon.
The dwarf wears a armor in white and gold, every single part of the armor seems designed to hurt who ever gets to close to it. The helmet is horned and the knuckles are spiked, the boots are razor sharp at the front and formed as a hammer in the back. A axe hangs from the dwarfs side that causes burnmarks on the wood as the dwarf gets down from the wagon.
The young dwarven clerics at the temple aproach to see who has arrived. One of them recognizes the dwarf and whispers something to the others as they bow their heads. The young cleric says in her best common.
"High priestess, you have returned"
The armored dwarf enters the temple as the young clerics unpack her wagon. They speak of getting some barrels of ale from the temple cellar to celebrate later during the week.
As the sun rises over jiyyd people close to the dwarven temple can hear a strickt and angry female dwarf voice from the inside.
" Te hells! Ye nae done anyting while ah was gone?! Where be te young kaxanars?! WHAR BE TE GUARDS!?"
Several dwarven voices start to answer
"Twas Hirva not me!"
"We been busy at war"
"Ah was drunk…erm... busy tending te sick"The voices start arguing among themselves before being silenced by sound of a axe cleaving a table.
" ALL EF YE OUT! OUT!!"
10 young dwarfs in robes run out from the temple, chased by a dwarf wearing a different robe and a burning axe in her hand. The robe is white and gold and extreamly clean.
The chasing dwarf stops at the exit of the temple and her 2 companions from the wagons are posted at the doors.
"Ye know te drill lads... Anyun wantin te enter, ye call fer me."
The 2 dwarfs grin and nod.
"Nae worreh... Anyun try anyting and they ave 2 kneecaps less te use"
As the dwarf with the axe heads back down she lets the guards know that if anyone from the council wants to enter they may.
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General Grag is seen helping grab her belonging and embracing her with a large hugg and smile My Jirky be back! Praise be ta Tyr!!
