So you heard the rumors, and their fairy tales, and now you want to hear the real story of Dal Riata?
OK, I will tell you. I am Lord Gelebron, the ruler of this fair land. I had military and diplomatic leaders that governed specific regions to assist. Life was well. We were a very peaceful community. My military generals Aggragoth, Hrungnir, and Mordris were very strategic, and defensive. Efnisien, could be a handful, but his heart has always been in the right place. My diplomatic leaders, Falgron, Pyrus, Snorri, and the likes were powerful, but normally did not fight, unless forced. There was peace and harmony. We supported travelers and traders constantly.
Then one day, everything changed. A ship carrying a group of individuals referring to themselves as heroes, arrived at the beach. We assumed them to be traders and welcomed them as we did all. Then without warning or provocation they attacked my Darkfell Picts. These men were simply there to protect the innocent from animals. Suddenly they moved on and attacked the Flamebringers who lit the way for the tired, the weak, and the weary. This is when we knew we had an issue.
We tried to block off areas, but they made their ways into Shalemont, Stonevale, and the Otherworld where they killed Aggragoth. Then they found the sewers, and Carrowmore Tunnels where they murdered Hrungnir, Efnisien, and even slaughtered Mordris. My generals didn’t want to engage them. They wanted to make peace. These “heroes” would have none of it. That said, my warriors fought hard, and killed many of these savages. But in the end, they were too much. These butchers made armor from the research, the skin, and even the bones of my people. I have cried so many times for my fallen comrades and friends.
As these barbarians continued their destruction of my land, I did my best to maintain our kingdom within the confines of my castle. I created areas in my castle, and built up my defenses. I kept my diplomatic leaders, but I myself, took control of my military and strategic defenses. My mages were summoned to create powerful elemental crystals that can provide me protection. I put soldiers throughout the lands to ensure the longevity of my mighty kingdom.
My advisors have come to me and informed me that not only have they infiltrated my castle but they have begun to decimate the last of my people. They are working their way throughout my home, and have scavenged better armor and weapons from my leaders and soldiers along the way. I never would have wished this fate upon anyone. I am a humble, passive person. However, the time has come for me to defend my land. My friends and family did not die in vain. They have had their chance. Now it is my time to show my land I am the mightiest, fiercest, and most powerful being ever created. Here they come…taunt me one more time…I dare you.