Riches of a King

Chapter 1

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Early in the morning, all is quiet in the village of Simlo. A dwarf lays in bed. This particular dwarf is unnamed. The dwarves in Mahogen can only be named by their mothers. This dwarfs mother died giving birth. When he was 1 year old his father was murdered by a burglar. He went to live with his uncle, who abused him. As soon as he was old enough he was kicked out. He came to live in Simlo where he found work.

Now, as a 20year old dwarf, he is quite young. Dwarves are only exceeded by elves for age.

The dwarf is woken by knocking on his room door.

"What the hell do you want?" he yells.

"Breakfast will be ready in 10 minutes," a gruff voice called, "Get it or miss it,"

The dwarf lives in an inn called "The Bad Dragon". It's a crummy inn with moldy corners and a rat infested cellar, but it was all he could afford.

He got dressed and headed downstairs toward the tavern part of the inn. It was early the morning, only 7:30, but The Bad Dragon was already busy. The white noise of friendly conversation, and clatter of dishes filled the inn. The dwarf sat at the bar and waited for breakfast. He didn't take part in any conversation, or interaction.

His mother and fathers death when he was young mad him hard and unapproachable. He didn't want to get close to anyone for fear that'd soon they'd die. The only person in the inn that he interacted with was the bartender, Kirtz. They had a mutual understanding of being alone. Kirtz father had left his mother soon after he was born to "adventure the great world of Mahogen". When he was ten his mother was killed by a pack of orcs that had raided there small village.

"Here's yer' breakfast" Kirtz said handing the plate of food to the dwarf.

"Thanks," was all the dwarf replied. He wasn't feeling very chatty this morning. Taking the hint Kirtz continued scrubbing down mugs with a dirty rag.

His breakfast came and he ate it quickly. He left the inn to go to the blacksmiths shop, where he works.
The head smith at the shop, Elize, was the only other person he had regular interaction with. The only reason for that however was work related topics and nothing else.

"Hey dwarf," Elize said as the dwarf walked in. He said nothing back.

"We have an order for some mining tools from Noxo," Elize continued. At the name Noxo the dwarf grew darker than he already was.

"I'll start working on it," he replied. Soon he was heading back to "The Bad Dragon" to have a drink before heading to bed, before his next day with the same routine.

As he say down at the bar Kirtz placed down a pint of mead, like the dwarf ordered every night.

"Funny how we always just seem to slip into a routine without even realizing it," a human said beside him. The dwarf remained silent. The man continues talking' "You wall up in the morning eat your breakfast and go to work. After that you drink a pint before going to bed. Every day you do that," The dwarf continues to remain silent. The man still continues,"What I'm trying to say is-,"

"You've been watching me. Why,"

"I never said I was watching you,"

"Tell me why before I cut out your tongue so you can't talk for the rest of your life,"

"My... Employer... Has asked me to talk to you. He has an offer for you."

"What kind of offer,"

"He'll tell you when he wants ," The man stands and walks out of the inn.

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Just a few things about me and my story

1. I'm to lazy to find art or the cover

2. I'm to lazy to write really long chapters

3. I really hope you like this story and keep reading

4. Any number of reads will make me happy if you truly like it so far.

Thanks if you read this, Mr. Snickerz out.