8 centuries ago the last Dwarf to hold the title High King was taking the Blood Star, a ruby the size of a warrior’s fist to Evenstar, to parade it in front of the Elves, who love the stars. The High King was ambushed and killed, the Blood Star taken by trolls, the gem put into the deepest corner of the Troll Vaults.
10 years ago, in a dank cave deep under Dragon Mountain, the Dragon is ambushed by three Dwarven Kings and two orcs. Two of the kings die while the third becomes High King. The orcs both live, one takes the crown as Orc King, the other his second, the Lord-Slayer Warder Gurth.
Over the corpse of the dragon the kings brokered a deal for ten years of peace between the dwarves of the 7 Kings Mountains and the orc of the Broken Mountains. Ten years for the dwarves to recover from a century of war with the dragon and ten years for the orc to build their empire.
In a decade, Wicks the Dragonslayer was to meet with his two fellow dragonslayers and present them with dragonscale armor.
Also 10 years ago, an uncommon Orc, the Slayer who was not then named, has sex with the Orc King’s sister and they beget a child, both knowing that their child, if he survived, would be destined for great things.
High King Wicks, a dwarf of his word, approached the Troll-Bridge Keep alone, not wanting to put any of his vassals in danger. One of his scouts was in the keep, captured by spider-riders by the Lord Slayer’s spies.
The armor was presented, a feast had and further peace wa brokered, both sides hoping to make profit from the trade flowing from the 7 Kings Mountains to the human city of Marsui.
The High King was given a tour of the Troll-Bridge Keep and his eyes appeared hungry as he was taken past the Troll Vaults.
The scout, on his High King’s orders, sneaked into the vault and took the gem (8 successes on a Stealth roll…dude).
The Lord-Slayer, who always enjoyed a kind of friendship with the High King stopped by his room and noticed that the scout was not there (Perception check, obstacle 2).
The Lord-Slayer, without blinking, “Do you think he will be successful in getting past the vault doors?”
The High King, trying not to gape, “Yes, I do.”
“We’ll wait for him, then.”
They waited. They drank. They talked.
When the scout entered the room, having re-taken his ancestor’s property, having broken into the most closely guarded vault that was not guarded by a dragon or a demon, the Blood Star reflected the fire light and turned the room a dim red.
DUEL OF WITS!
Orc: Return the gem
Dwarf: Make the Trolls live with me having the gem after I leave.
The orc wins, big time, outscripting me with a well-placed Feint with only a minor concession.
The High King’s scout, tears in his eyes, returned the gem but they agreed that when the High King left he would take with him the Lord-Slayer’s son as his hostage and ward, with a deal that when he returned the son, he would get the gem.