Re: Story Contest for Vesdwar the Dwarf
Long ago deep in the mountains, a powerful and noble race was created. The first pair brought from the very stones on in the mountain caves, and anyone who has seen the hardy fold know this to be true. Short, though stout, with broad and rounded shoulders and rough, hardened skin, they were stronger than any other race. The creatures were born to harvest the gifts of the earth, ore, coal, and gems. They spent their entire lives either mining, fighting, or working at the forge, creating some of the finest items known to this day. Never will you find a sturdier folk, some say that they are more stubborn (and harder to move!) than that mountains themselves. Perhaps their most unusual and strong quality was their loyalty. Each would die for kin and king, and never have they fought amongst themselves; never will they raise weapons against each other. These are honorable, these are tough as the stone beneath them, these are the dwarves. From the sturdiest mountain in all the region, Vesdwar was created. With a flaming red beard, and intense eyes to match, he was the strongest and sturdiest of all the dwarves, the chosen of the dwarven gods, created to defend the peaceful race from all outsiders, and now, in this time of great chaos and war, the stout dwarf has risen up and taken his crown with pride, leading the entire dwarven race by his example.
Last edited by CrimsonShadow : 11 Dec 2004 at 12:26.
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