Re: The Vast: Welcome to Calaunt
'The Hollow Mountain...' Gwendar began, but found his mouth dry and so called for another drink, which he drained before the telling. 'Seven centuries back, all the Vast, from mountain range ta mountain range, was the domain o' Roldilar, the Realm o' Glimmering Swords.' Dwarves all around the tavern raised tankards in toast to its memory. 'The Hollow Mountain was its seat o' power, under which Deep King Tuir Stonebeard placed his throne and held court. For a brief but shining time, Roldilar was the last great dwarf realm on the surface, trading far and wide 'round the Inner Sea and growing fat with gold. Ye'll find its stones all 'round this land still, from the milestones on the roads with the crossed axes of Clangeddin to the foundations o' cities like this one.' He stamped a booted foot into the flagstone floor to indicate.
'But before that... Before that, it was Mount Grimmerfang, a bloody warren from which the Overkings o' the orcs of Vastar reigned, before the dwarves brought them low with orcslayer blades. In his desire to wipe out the memory o' the orcs, Tuir Stonebeard took their mountain of power for himself. In his pride, he did not think the orcs would remember their secret ways back in.'
'In less time than a dwarf babe would grow ta a man, the orcs were strong again and erupted from their hidden holes across the land. Roldilarren dwarves retreated ta their holds, ta Sarbreen, ta Ylraphon, and finally ta the Hollow Mountain. Then the orcs came up from below. For two tendays, they fought the Battle of Deepfires back and forth through the underground passages, until at last... Roldilar had fallen.'
'Nowadays, ye'll not find the Hollow Mountain marked on any map. And there're precious few dwarf elders still alive, if there're any, who saw it with young eyes during the time o' Roldilar or could say where it stands. And in their grief and shame, they won't tell anyone about it, not humans, not elves, and not even young dwarf fellas like us.' Gwendar ended, shaking his head.
Now he looked up at Aerin and Tseran, eyes full of grim foreboding. 'If ol' Dorn finds the Hollow Mountain, if he finds the glories of Roldilar, he'd be renowned as a great dwarf hero. It would bring vigour to struggling dwarf cities like Earthfast. But I fear that, like the dwarves of Roldilar long ago, he'll find only death there.'
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