Dundee

About

Fighter Name: Dundee

Pronouns: He/Him

Realm: Pyke IronPort

Current Local: The Burning Mountain, Pyke IronPort

Past Locations: Black Tundra (Ebonhold), Bloody Valley (Tir Asleen), The Poisoned Plains (The Carrion Plains).

Unit: Horde - Awakened at Chaos Wars 21, Year of Destruction

House: House Hellion, House Valkyrie

Historic Fighting Styles: Sword and board, Spear

Part of the Sport Since: July 2014

Fighting Since: July 2015

Race: Void Construct

Previous Race: Gnoll, Hobgoblyn

Real Name: Donner

Quotes

"L'appel du vide."

V O I D

Bits and pieces, bits and pieces...

First: Graphite, Obsidian, and Gold

Second: Sandstone

Third: Bugs, Squashed Bugs, Cicadas, Centipedes, Moths, Roaches, Maggots, and more

Fourth: The left arm of Lethal Lao Tzu

Void Construct Lore

A slip of the foot, and moment of clumsiness.

Even those most familiar with the void can fumble to something so trivial. To be known within the unknown must be approached with care or else you too will become unknown.

And that is what become of him. All the voices of the void suddenly became still in his mind for the first time in years. What started with one whisper and grown to hundreds and suddenly silence. Sensory deprived, it was a lucid sense of calm.

To the known, there lie tucked away in the forests of the Burning Mountain, a hollow statue, finally at rest from it's tireless nomadic journey. The lush moss trees filled with the droning hum of cicadas, and a large beetle spreading it's tarnished wings for one last flight. The skull must be returned, but for now it lie in rest next to it's stone footed holder.

What once roamed the high tundra deserts with large fangs and camouflaging spots then was pulled from the River of Souls by Sifu to partake in a second chance with the stitched stoney make. Now the soul finally released from it's historical bonds. Not forgotten but freed. The Void was silence, the Void was not thousands of beings of chatter, it was one single mind and thousands of thoughts. The Void was everything and nothing he understood it be. It was more diverses and more singular he could have ever expected, but even then he hunched he did not understand it all.

As all as he now understood, he was still him. He had not entirely disappeared, he was still Dundee. He had screamed his name before but now, no scream was needed. Instead the Void clawed, gnawed, and crawled it's way through the unknown. He had found the known before, he could again.

And there the dark nothingness reached into existence, and it's arachno fingers curled around the hollow crusted body that was once his. Crunch. The structure crumbled from his pull, shards of Obsidian, Gold, and Graphite drew in and rested into the closest presence he could feel as him.

He extended his reach again, particles of dust caught almost enough to float around like a hand. The next item spilled through his fingers, crumbling sandstone both solid rock and the risk to become fine powder. More. He needed more, he needed to become again.

He reached, the squelch of bugs between his crackling hands. A centipede scurried to become a tendon, a roach cuddling a joint, cicadas perched on each limb like trunks of trees, and an Omen of Death moth perched on the back of the neck resting and simply waiting. More crawling fiends becoming pulp that loosened the Voids ligaments.

Finally it started to push it's new form through and through, to become again. The construct needed no encouragement he would push through regardless of his barriers. This was not rising from what once was, this was no build by another. This was inexplicit creation of self. There were no godly powers to be had by him, there were no mancers to show him the way.

And as Dundee's vision hazily started to perceive again, he had only needed his insistent refusal to accept failure to finally create himself a new.

Shakily pulling himself to his knees, he modelled the scrap materials and hissing joints into what he remembered to be an advantageous design to move and bend. Much of his body was emptiness, revealing his still unstable nature.

He tugged on a branch within the evergreen forest bed, trying to give himself an aid so he could start his search for pieces he would need for his form. To his surprise the branch broke free with sudden ease, and a deity stood before him. Now this deity had only stumbled upon this festering void. This void was familiar, and he, Lethal Lao Tzu, Fish of God Squad, extended his aid to this unknown. He snapped the branch for this shambling creature, and held out his hand to help the creature up. The Void accepted and Dundee grasped the hand of such.

Pulling the shambles up with ease, Lethal Lao Tzu exampled the silent creature, and smiled. He was familiar. He gently placed a hand on Dundee's shoulder and silenced the screaming cicada that had made it's home there. He then took his other hand and pulled upon his own arm, tugging and tearing until the muscles finally gave in and the arm was removed. He held his left arm out to the construct, "You'll need it," he spoke gently.

As the construct appreciatively accepted modelling the godly flesh to better fit his frail form, the deity humored to himself, "I'm sure I can find an arm I can fix up that you left behind." Watching for a moment longer to make sure the construct had it's grounding. Before Fish would step away to find himself his new monster limb to fight with, he had one more bit of aid for Dundee.

Simply drawing attention to the one who kept with Dundee the whole time, a small orb of faerie light. This would be the next catalyst to find the Thousand Faces once again.

Other Information

Dundee can often be found around Abel his best friend and old school mate
During Chaos Wars XX (when he was previously a gnoll) he was named Attack Gnoll as joke. Then proceeded with Abel to tackle many innocent Belegrim on a squeaked command.
Dundee enjoys helping others and often finds himself following random Belegrim
Take a peak at those war braids, he has a full skirt from people all over the country and he always open to trade a braid for a braid. Braids from units, old fighters, new fighters, fresh monsters, crusty monsters, event tokens, and more. Ask him, see if he remembers a few origins to tell you.
~~His personal symbol is a scorpion~~
An orb of fae magicks from Eve sit upon his waist
He finds himself represented by; scorpions, centipedes, cicadas, moths, greys, browns, bones, maggots, eyeballs, beetles, gold, brick reds, mustard yellows, weasels, vultures, and the more intricate details
Dundee travels a lot, so yes, that may have been him at that random event.
Keep a close eye out and you may spot his travelling trade post with random trinkets and garb. Don't have something to trade? Ask about his quest.
One of the seven bonds to Rek
Sponsored Abel and Thalin
Ran itty bitty realm called Village Under the Falls some of who still stick around!
Ran itty bitty realm called The Carrion Plains who also stuck around! (Rock and Skratch) "Ran, I didn't really run it, I planted the seed with a little nurturing and Thalin kept watering it."

Completed Trials

Prana'kai of Awakening (2017, Year of Destruction, Chaos Wars 21)

Prana'kai of Blood (With Falkus)

Events Attended

Chaos Wars 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2023, 2024, 2025
Battle of Teutoberg Wald 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018
Highlands of Chaos Opener 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019
Battle of Anigawa 2016, 2017, 2018
Samhain 2017
Thaw Brawl 2016, 2017, 2018
War of the Forbidding 2016, 2017, 2018
Manetherin 2016
Frozen Warriors 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019
Western Wars 2016, 2018, 2023, 2024, 2025
Battle for the Ring 2017, 2018, 2019, 2022
Beltane 2017, 2023
War of Wrath 2017, 2025
War of the Gate 2017
Armageddon 2019, 2022, 2023, 2024
Oktfest 2018, 2019, 2022, 2023
Equinox 2022
Wolfpack Opener 2023
Monster Mash 2024
Trials of Pacific Mane 2025
Battle of Pyke 2025