Monkian Mountain - The Tale of Harij

In Harij's bio I said a bit about the mountain and the Monks he battles. Now to really show the story....

The autumn air itself did not improve Harij's mood at all. No, climbing a mountain was not his favorite hobby.

But what of it? The monks. His treasure.... His home. His life, torn apart by these incompetent fools. Rage built up and Harij swund Grut at a nearby rock. It smashed in.

Drowning in sweat, the dwarf walked up a bit. Still, he thought, Maybe they had a reason to destroy the village. Not that they DID have one.... the afternoon sun blazed upon Harij's neck, burning him dwon greatly. Somewhere nearby a wolf howled. He lifted Grut and strutted up the mountain, jumping over boulders and weeds and little puddles from the rain. Harij felt responsible. I leave for one hour, and the village is destroyed. Some dwarf, really caring about his family. He knew it was foolish for him to blame himself. But who else to blame?

The monks of course. That was the reason he was climbing the bloody mountain anyway. Of course, Harij didn't think the word "Bloody" he thought a word I am unable to write here. A phrase actually.

TO BE CONTINUED

Yeah.... It's not real good.