Post by hallicarnus on Aug 2, 2019 6:33:59 GMT
The King beneath the mountains,
The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!
-Phrase One of Old Dwarven Hymn
-Phrase One of Old Dwarven Hymn
KARAK KHAZDUM
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Of all the glorious capital of the mountain dweller, Karak Khazdum was considered one most grand.
Stretching countless miles below the mountain,a trove of wealth. Gold and Silvers, gems and crystals.
Its scholar renowned, Its warrior Fearless and Its Artisan matchless.
For millennia, dating back into Divine wars they have thrive.
Creating many wonders of architecture and craft, tirelessly working under the mountain.
But for Aeons, the halls of Khazdum have been abandoned.
No more hammer fall, no more harp strung.
Darkness and silence fall in the hall of mountain kings.
Only dusty bones and rubble now inhabit the once splendorous capital.
What happened? None can said for sure, for the Dwarves of Karak Khazdum were protective of their own lore
and with their demise all records and archive were purged, maybe buried under rubble.
Some said they fall to infighting, a fight for throne.
Some said of a horror below, eating the dwarves from inside out.
Some other said of a bloodthirsty orcish tribe routing out the dwarves , as can be seen from the Orc and goblin clans now inhabit the ruins.
Whatever the truth is, further exploration into ruins of Karak Khazdum haven't been done in century.
For no rumors of riches or knowledge is enough reason to brave a full stronghold filled with Orc savages.
-Records of The Dwarves. Draconia Grand Library Archive
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