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Fuzzy Logic Inc. 10-26-04, 02:42 PM

Type=NPC Thread Community Racial Composition= Unknown (Formerly Dwarf) Population= Unknown (Formerly 300 Dwarves) Location= Snowspire "Heed my words, Younglings, for I tell the tale of Lost Hold and the dark machinations of the evil that dwells there now. Long ago, before the beards of your grandsires' grandsire were long and grey, the Dwarves lived in the Snowspire. And they prospered. They dug straight into the foot of the mountain and down and down they dug until they reached a giant cavern where molten stone welled up from the bowels of the earth. In those days, the Dwarfhold was known as Stonedeep, you know it now as Lost Hold. Great veins of iron and silver existed beneath the sleeping mountain and there is legend that glittering gemstones lie on the floor like common stone or leaves. A vast city was built in belly of the rocks and of the rock it was created. Black as pitch and gleaming like the ice on the mountain face. Deep into the world they dug, looking for ore and gem. Their stone gates, taller than a dozen men and thick as Moradin's smithing arm, were open to all travelers and their goods were known throughout the region as being of the highest quality. Weeks passed into months and months into years. And, as our kind is wont to do, they existed in that place for many centuries, pulling the precious rocks from their place. But, younglings, there is a limit to what the earth will yield to us. Veins ran dry and deeper they dug until they were a day's or more travel beneath the surface. Day was as night then, and no light could pierce the blackness beneath the earth. When dwarves from the Hall Under the Mountain arrived at behest of the Thane of Lost Hold, they discovered nothing but death and the rank blackness seeping up from the deapths. We sealed the gates to Lost Hold then, our runesmiths carving it with wards of protection in as many languages as we could muster. A fowl magic was worked their, younglings, and only we Dwarves mind what lies in the deep there, waiting to be reborn to the world."