But still, the Fremennik were eventually freed. Through the combined effort of new chiefs and new tribes, the Fremennik would drive the trolls once again from their realms, and truly be free. And again, although their old Queens of the North and their betrayal against good Drokar and accursed omens would remain forgotten, and although they embraced the teachings of Guthix like their Dwerrish Friends, they would sing of Drokar and the Axlings and the Green Giant in their longhalls, of the legendary Chief who had been mightier than any man alive. They sang of the glory of Axgaard and Veldirlaand and all of the impossible challenges that Drokar had made possible. They sang of how Drokar Stormking, after his heroic and honorable battle with Wolf-Tooth, entered the Green Longhall and was reunited with his father once again.
That is the legend of Drokar, the legend that never ends. A Legend that only grows greater with time, one that is of heroism and honor and the morals and virtues of the Fremennik people. And most of all, it is a legend about friendship and adventure.
His Legend will only ever continue.
Stay tuned for... wait, what's this? It's the ending? Well, I guess I'll now just have to release THE QUEST I SPENT TWO YEARS WRITING! Stay tuned for that work, the one I have dumped all of my efforts into:
For the Lore
. (Coming out this Saturday, with releases on Saturdays and Wednesdays!)
^ "Some of those words were
STUPID.
" - Mod Raven
