Wulfe the Holy Patriarch of Healing > Ye Olde Graveyard > Abandoned Realms Forums
Wulfe created on 23rd of January 2014, and is dead and gone (25 years old, 160 hours, 10 months lifetime)

Title: the Holy Patriarch of Healing
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: dwarf healer

Background history:

  1. The Heavyweight Champion - posted at 2014-02-23 00:09:30
The Heavyweight Champion
Deep within the Grimforge mountains, in the kingdom of dwarves, a great many stories and legends have been born. But none quite so unusual as that of Wulfe, retired Heavyweight Champion of the Dwarven Brawling Federation. It all started as whispers amongst the commonfolk, of fights in the Gold Mine in Timaran. Old King Gaungar keeps his kingdom under tight supervision, a necessity in times like these. But supervision is boring, and dwarves are a right rowdy bunch. So they started sneaking off to fight for entertainment. All the worst drunks, vagabonds, and louts they could muster. It became an underground sensation, no pun intended. The best of the bunch was a young dwarf named Wulfe, as sloppy a drunk as the rest of them, and then some. He set to making a real sport of it, dressing up in ridiculous outfits, making up names for his moves, and getting the crowd as riled up as possible. He had a great many fans, but King Gaungar was not one of them. For dwarves are a prideful and spiteful people, and so he meant to make an example out of poor young Wulfe. He staged a Heavyweight Championship fight with his most vicious killer as the challenger. Dwarves came from all around, even from other kingdoms, to watch the match. Everyone wanted to see Ulfgar the Giant in action, and everyone by now had heard of Wulfe, the fattest dwarf around, who would leap from the stands onto his opponents. But you see, King Gaungar was angry. His guards had been sneaking off to watch the fights, placing bets, and joining in on the drinking and fun. He saw Wulfe as a threat to his authority, and he knew that Ulfgar would likely kill him if given the opportunity. Little did he know, however, that Wulfe's greatest admirer was in the stands that day, and would forever change the course of history with his actions. One of the fight started, it became apparent that Wulfe was clearly outmatched. Ulfgar struck hard and fast, and his attacks weren't meant to amuse the crowd. Wulfe was slow from food and drink, and soon the chants of "Wulfe, Wulfe, Wulfe!" Died down to mutters of despair. Ulfgar saw the finishing blow and struck Wulfe with all his might, knocking him out cold. As Wulfe lay there, unconscious, a being bathed in glowing white light stood up from the stands and walked down to meet him. "Wulfe," he spoke, "I am Diocletian, God of War. And I am your greatest fan." He leaned down and whispered to Wulfe, speaking of battle to come, of greater glory, and told him to get back up and teach King Gaungar a lesson. He touched Wulfe's forehead, and granted him his divine strength so that he could make one last effort. Suddenly, Wulfe lept to his feet! The crowd went wild! The cheering became so loud the cavern was in danger of crumbling down around them. Then Wulfe charged, slamming into Ulfgar and sending him sprawling. And He did something he'd never done before. He sat right on top of him, waving his hands to get the crowd even more pumped up. Ulfgar was counted out, since he couldn't move, and Wulfe kept his heavyweight championship. He announced his retirement a week later, after all the partying ended. He then set off for Thera under Diocletian's orders, to spread his word and prepare for what was coming.


PK stats:

Kills: 0, Deaths: 1 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)
Pinnacle Kills: 0, Pinnacle Deaths: 1 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)

Kills by class:

Killed by class:

Mystiques mentioning Wulfe:


  1. Andrael [reply]
    0 , 0 , 0 .
      [reply to Andrael]

    Post a New Comment