Centuries Before the Ironsbane
2200 Hours, Standard Light Time (SLT)
It was getting late for Iron Lords as they sat around the fire up on Felwinter Peak, right outside of the Iron Temple. All nine of the Lords of Iron sat, laughing, eating, drinking, and sharing stories of one another or about their mighty journeys along their path through the Light. As the Lords and Ladies sat by the fire Lord Radegast, the founder of the Iron Lords began telling one his heroic war stories.
"There must have been 25...no...30 atleast." He began
"So I waited at the entrance of the village as those beats, those Fallen charged. Once they were close enough I ignited my hammer and charged towards them and began to throw their fiery doom at them. As the minions laid dead their Archon arised. At that moment my Hammer of Sol had ran out, so my best bet was my immortal blade. That Archon was a mighty opponent, but after we struggled for a little I surprised my foe with an almighty swing to the head, causing it's head to fall right off." Radegast laughed slightly at the end
"Seems like another day for you Radegast..." Efrideet said as she took a swig of her aging whiskey
"Yes in a way it was Young Wolf. You all should've seen the faces of those villagers, they were so appreciative of me once the Fallen were dead. That feeling of doing good is why I first started this group of warriors along with Lord Saladin and Lady Perun, I wanted to make good in the world that these Warlords weren't helping with." Radegast looked at each and every face of this fellow Lords and Ladies, he was so thankful to have friends...family that stood by his cause and for that he owned them his life.
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Lords of Iron
Science FictionYou know the tales of these heroic warriors. They were Guardians before Guardians. They were heroes to the Last City and gave their lives to protect it. They were Iron Lords.
