We have arrived at our grave, us seven dwarves. . . .
After a disastrous attack on the mountainhome, King Tosid Yelloils needed to do something or risk triggering a rebellion. Our enemies threatened genocide, and yet he still wasted his time chasing after those whispered legends of eternal life. Foolish was his chase, for even immortality could not stop a human's blade, a goblin's whip, nor the arrow of an Elf, but King Tosid was far from practical. He shouted no matter the situation, ignored important advisors, regularly submerged himself in rock nut oil as if it might extend his life, and worshipped a murderous Roc. His vain quest was but one of many faults, though his search was perhaps the costliest in terms of equipment and lives. We all wished for his end, us commoners, but the insidious corruption of our ruling class denied us any recourse - the nobles felt comfortable, and so Tosid remained.
However, Tosid did have some sense for politics and, knowing that unrest could quickly turn into rebellion, responded to the attack with a token gesture. A lottery was announced, and unless you were a noble you had no choice but to enter. Seven guildsdwarves would be selected to venture deep into enemy territory and establish a "Dungeon of Death." This dungeon, built in one of the harshest deserts on the continent, would lure the ravenous hordes away from the mountainhome, ideally entrapping or killing as many foes as possible. A ridiculous proposal, surely just a suicide mission, and so I nearly cried when I hear my name called from the podium.
I was thrown in a cart with six other luckless fools and booted out the gate. Crossing the continent was arduous, and we did horrible, horrible things just to survive. I refuse to go into details, so let's just say I will never look at milk the same way again.
And so, here we are. Let's get digging before the elves find us at their doorstep. You know what they do to prisoners,
right?--------
The Embark:
Claim your Dwarves! Let me know what nickname you want, if any. I can only start once you've selected.
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Taken Eral "Snow" Turelmafol, Miner
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Taken Vabôk "Carefulrogue" Kolaran, Bookkeeper
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Taken Unib "Gwolfski" Rigòthnitig, Planter
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Taken Kivish "Arcvasti" Mebzuthåkum, Mechanic
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Taken Zuglar "Glittergold" Lîlarònul, Salesman
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Taken Zasit "Onciblu" Stinthadingtak, Smelter
I have already claimed this guy:
Id "Salmeuk" ònulnangês, Architect
And yes, the king actually worships a Roc and seeks eternal life:
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Topic: Sneaktunnels, a CATastrophic dungeon (Read 70896 times)