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Peril in Mynadar
by Tumaros Treesoar
Preface
The sound of axe on gold rang through the gold mines, a very commonplace and welcome sound to the dwarves of Mynadar. This day, the metallic clanging seemed louder than usual. The dwarves seemed to work with wild vigor, adrenaline pumping through their every swing. It was no wonder the miners were so excited...a new tunnel had recently been discovered in the gold mines, lined with veins of gold ore.
The moment the news had reached Bargak, the current ruler of Mynadar, the city's best miners were immediatly sent to the new division. The dwarves didn't need to be told twice! Within mere minutes, the mines were filled with dwarves, ale, and a steady song to keep their stubborn energy flowing...
Clang clang, clang clang,
Swing those picks, men...
Clang clang, clang clang,
Keep them swinging...
There's no time, to take a break,
Keep on mining, mining, men!
Each strong hit, yields more gold,
For our city, Mynadar!
At the last phrase, a great cheer went up, followed by a rumble of dwarven laughter throughout the mines. The dwarves believed that, with this new addition, their small city of Mynadar, located in the Valley of the Dwarves, would become the richest city in all of Eternal Lands. However, they still had yet to fully explore the new tunnel in its entirety, and if they had, they would have probably changed their minds about the mines, shutting them off forevermore.
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