The dwarves of Kaabast Highland Holds withdraw warily from the main promenade, leaving the vast passageway empty except for the being of blazing fury trudging through the great dwarven hall. In its wake are left scalded footprints burnt into the ancient stonework. The fiery abomination looks like one of their kin, but no longer belongs to dwarvenkind.

It is an azura, a burning dwarven revenant. Its skin is ebon with char, split by fissures and with smoldering cracks. The relentless one wears flames instead of cloak and hair, bearing a mighty axe of black obsidian.

Even though there is only one of the fell creatures, the bearded armies of the mountain halls let it pass unmolested. They know their weapons will not harm it. Only the one it seeks vengeance upon can injure an azura. Impeding the revenant in any way will only bring curse and ruin to those who dare to delay its hunt for retribution.

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The wrathful atrocity leaves the UnderWalk and exits out through the great Gates of Bronzerock, which have been thrown open for it. The guardians of the gate watch it stomp out onto the mighty dwarven bridge that connects the kingdoms of the north to the lands of the south. The Stonehold Span soars over a hundred feet above the channel that divides the two continents.

Miles away, the Span will lead into dwarfholds of the Baerock Peaks. Warnings have already been sent to their kin in the southern range to let the azura pass. Hopefully, it will leave the mountains altogether to vent its fury on the one who wronged it far from the dwarven halls.

Whomever it hunts in the south, the dwarves are more than happy to see it gone.