Role

Chapter 15

Juhldalor listened to the story his father Gruhnarld had
told him, his soul already damned, the fire in his heart
dimmed, long relinquished that misty night long ago.

Juhldalor closed his eyes, waiting for an answer to come to him,
he placed his hands upon the ground, finding strength there.
He grabbed a handful of dirt, letting some of it sift through
his hand, clenching it tightly, he felt his answer come to him.

Juhldalor opened his eyes slowly, a fiery strength behind them.
He said to his father, "Aye dare meh pah, yer knowin whad needin
ta be undone dare eh."

Gruhnarld sobbed, his face long and drawn, looking much older
than he ever had to Juhldalor.

He said to Juhldalor, "Ah kinner be givin it yer dare eh, ah
ner kin be givin back whad ah be takin dare boy."

Juhldalor said to his father, "Den yer be havin ta livin gain
wid strength in yer heart dare pah, yer be havin ta exactin
retribution gainst dem darkness, yer be havin ta destroyin
dat whad takin yer fargin fire dare pah!"

Juhldalor stood up, lifing his father and said, "Yer allways
tellin meh ah ner fearin dem darkness! AH YER NER BE FEARIN
DEM DARKNESS HAR!"

Gruhnarld stood on his own, shaking his head, he turned to face
Juhldalor and said, "Disen hammer ere, ner bein givin, ner bein
stroyin it, ah be smashin dis ere hammer inta dat fargin anvil
meh fargin life eh, ner be crackin, ner be failin dare eh!"

Juhldalor looked at the forge, it's fires a deep orange brightness.

Sensing what Juhldalor had thought, they both began to toss timber
into it's breach.