Mysticon Origins

The Dwarvian Engineer

Rudiks Hollow, a small dwarven town where dwarves went about their daily lives. One particularly important part of their lives happened to mining, in which they could find valuable gems and crystals, which they either sold to the highest bidder, or used as a power source for their various machines. Two such dwarves happened to be two of the best engineers in town, Malachite and Emerald Goldenbraid.

Malachite was definitely a stubborn and, at times, cranky dwarf. Nevertheless, he was a family man first and foremost, as he would always greet his family the moment he walked in the door from work. His two sons, Ferrus and Halite, were usually the first to greet him, clinging to his legs as soon as he walked in. His wife, Citrine Goldenbraid, always gave him a kiss. And then there's his daughter and partner in crime, Emerald, who, he seemed to have the strongest bond with. Together, their engineering were unmatched, having won first place for every fair... except one.

It was a very bright, sunny day, and all seemed to be perfectly serene in Rudiks Hollow. Well, All silence was broken with a small explosion, coming from the basement of the Goldenbraid's basement.

"By the Hammer of Harmon!" Cried out Malachite, as he was hacking and coughing through the smoke. Turns out he and Em, who was about thirteen at the time, were working on a mech of some sort for an upcoming battle fair. Em used a fire extinguisher to put out some minor flames, giving a few coughs herself beforehand.

"Well, I can safely say that could have gone better." Em remarked.

"It's got to be that blasted power coupler. We'll have to tinker around with them a little later, frankly I could use a break." Malachite could not help but wipe a few drops of sweat off his forehead. As it turned out, they've been working all day.

"Alrighty Dad, just glyph me when you're ready, I need some fresh air."

"Just don't be out too long, Pootinkle."

Em always cringed at that. That nickname was cute back when she was a young nugget. But as a teen, it became embarrassing. All the same, she still exchanged a few hugs with her Father, still close as ever to him. After which, she went on her way, whistling, almost every step of the way.

During her walk, Em couldn't help but look around Rudiks Hollow. Everything seemed so peaceful, so relaxing, so... boring. Over the years, Em's ordinary life seemed rather underwhelming. That's not to say she didn't enjoy her life, her family were very dear to her. Yet, very little ever really happens in this simple town. There were the fairs, which she looked forward too every year, yet even that seemed to be pretty commonplace to her. "Man, I wish something a little... different would happen." she sighed.

She then looked to the skies at the sound of a griffin screech. She gazed in wonder as the griffins soared through the skies without a care in the world. Em had always been fascinated by these majestic beasts. Point in fact, she often thought about being a griffin wrangler one day, if the whole engineering thing didn't work out.

Suddenly, Em noticed several moving trucks down in a rather fancy looking house. "New Neighbors?" She thought. In such a small town, this was definitely interesting, something new at least. Even more interesting was the cargo that the dwarven movers were hoisting, for they were machines, which seemed steam powered no less. "Must be inventors. Are they here for the Battle Fair?"

Soon enough, these new neighbors emerged from their vehicles and to inspect their new surroundings. They were dwarves alright, though they seemed different than most other dwarves. They wore funny hats with goggles, and sported what appeared to be victorian attire. "Dwarven steampunks, now I've seen everything." Em thought out loud.

One of the new neighbors in particular, a young dwarf about Em's age, was the last to step out, and decided to take a small stroll herself, while her parents set everything up. The young dwarf was a bout an inch taller than Em, and she wore a dark red victorian style dress with some yellowish stripes along the front, word hat with goggles strapped to it. Her expression wasn't exactly a friendly one. Point in fact, it practically spelled arrogance. Nevertheless, Em thought it would be appropriate to give her a friendly welcome.