Mountains Tremble

Serin is filled with many tales of adventure and treasure. Many visions of beauty and of terror. The tale of Barg is one filled with wonder and mystery. It all started long long ago. A block of stone. A very large block of stone... Then there was the chisel, made of diamond and obsidian. Last, the hammer and files, made from an unknown metal. Many years went into his creation blood, pain, and wonder. Bit by bit the chisel took first large chunks to get the general shape, and eventually smaller and smaller shavings. It was over a year before the stone began to take shape. Humanoid in design but chiseled to gigantic proportions. The stone was flawed, but the artist that crafted it was a master and worked around the flaw to perfection. It was to be placed at the entrance of a city across from another behemoth of a statue. Many years the statues remained standing sentinel before a city seemingly of gold. People came, and went gathering treasures and more. Soon the city verily thrummed with the power contained within. The world being what it was, made the city a target and war came. Still the statue sat where it had been posted. A millennia passed the city becoming a part of the wilds around it. Soon the city was told of only in legend, but the statue remained. One day that was all to change. Visitors once more, but they came to rob and take what was not theirs. Many traps within the city ended the lives of most of the first explorers, but it had been found. More came until soon all that stood was the now solitary statue, its counterpart rubble. Then a voice, a will, power... "Barg.... Barg...." "BARG BOOM!!!!" It had begun.