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After a swift attack by Aranchinta the land has been left desolate. All of the underground Dwarfs have retired to their homes. There were only two deaths, the attack seemed isolated. Nearly all recourses were pilliged by the barbaric foul stench of creatures!

Today is the third year after the death of his family, Duri has been in a deep state of depression and has taken over the shop where his father used to work and made an eternal flame in honor of his family. Duri sat at his stone desk and wrote this in his journal telling of events:

Journal, The last three years have been the hardest I have ever dealt with. I lost my family. How they died or why they left is unknown to me. I have not found any more information. I have set ways to remember my family. The land around is desolate, it seems as though I am the only survivor of the attacks. I have not seen or heard from anyone. I feel as though I am the only person who has been left in this land. There is no more laughter, no more joy. all of my neghibors have left. I have no ways to get supplies and the mandatory three year supply father made our family keep up is nearly out. I have had no work for the last three years and have run out of supplies. I sit here waiting, wishing, maybe, just maybe one day My dear mother shall decide to show her face once more and I will yet again be able to see the beautiful locks, have someone to love and to hold once again.