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Crater Creator

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A story I made a long time ago and have just recently found and done some small editing. 
This is the story of a small Gnome by Christopher Drinkwater, a Gnome raised by Humans and abandoned, continued to be raised alongside his people in Gwasgow. A cunning hunter's world changes when a Dwarven Royal Guard, Nalak Spirit-Smasher, seeks for his lost prince that he was escorting. The Prince carries a powerful gem called the Crater Creator with unknown properties and fears for his safe return to the kingdom. Christopher helps to receive the Prince and the gem, but to what avail and will he perish leaving his home? Christopher's life is in the hands of a drunk, belligerent Dwarf, maybe this quest is not worth the change in scenery...All Rights Reserved

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