Secret of Kazad-Dum

[vanya]

Deep in the mines of Moria rouse something new. The foundations of stone trembled and mourned and in the deepest of all caves, close to the roots of the earth a white blinding light exploded and disappeared. A blue gloom remained and pulsed slowly. The creatures of the night flew before the blinding light but came closer after it vanished. They got pulled to the gloom like moths into a candle. And in the secrets of Kazad-Dum, a new and old power was rising....

[vanya]

Many years passed by and the mines were again a place of terror and despair. The servants of the darkness had a new master and gave her a throne, sitting upon a pedestal in a small room carved from the rock, deep within the caverns.

There was nothing at all remarkable about the room. It was small and circular, and the pedestal was nothing more than another rock jutting up from the floor of the cave.

The idol it’s self was a curious little figure. It seemed to be a carving of a wolf or like canine, sitting on its rear haunches. On its back were a pair of bat-like wings which wrapped around it’s body like a cloak of sorts. The head of the beast was wolf like, though the snout was a bit shorter and the ears a bit smaller. The lips were curled back in a snarl, revealing the rows of ivory teeth that had been inlaid carefully by it’s creator. Two small rubies shone bright red from the eye sockets.

Rumor happened that this Idol came to life every now and then when the power within decided to walk underneath the sun or the stars. Stories were told of a creature which walked in disguise sometimes as a wolf or a bat or in the shape of a young elvish woman with green gloomy eyes. Fairy tales about wanderer and adventurer, who found the Idol in its throne room deep in the mountains shadow, and disturbed the peace of the power and brought with it a course over them self and their loved ones were told to the children for many generations.

And somebody who would have the wisdom to read the ancient words, carved into the Idol himself could decipher the name of the power: Gaurwyn. But he might not have lived long enough to tell.......