"Urist, you have to get rid of that gem!" Exclaimed Morb in a demanding yet careful manner.
"Have you gone mad?" Said Urist as his face took off a picture of innocence and bewilderment. "Do you know how much it is worth? Its worth a lot more than the time we have spent digin' out the rest o' this place!"
"It is worthless" Said Morb "How can you say that it has a value if you will never use it? How can it be worth more than the food, drink and shelter that has kept us alive? Its value is less than none! I would not be surprised if it came from Sladegates it's self!"
Urist stood, looking at the stone and shaking his head slowly in disbelief. "You lie! This is a rare jewel! There are but none like it!"
"Oh realy? Look at what its doing. Its ruining the heart of the whole fortress."
"Cant you see. This stone brings life to us. Because of it's fame people wish to come and live here just to gaze at it! There are twenty dwarfs who live here now. Before there were seven."
"But they are then disappointed by finding a cursed stone that brings only greed, selfishness, spoil....And death."
"What death? I see no death!"
"But you are dead inside. You are but a suit with skill and no mind. Oh I know what it dose, Urist! I know its power. I have seen it. You get better at crafting don't you. Only you knew of what the story could do to the ones left with a soul and mind! Even I were able to remember much older things that I had forgotten, jut by gazing at it."
"You are speaking discouragement to this settlement! How dare you speak of this. I command you to go back to your room and not bother us for the rest of this day! And if I hear any more talk of this, then you will have to live outside!"
"Fine, fine.... So when do you plan on selling it?"
"Gahaaaa.... That's it. You shall live out in the shed with Sid. Its fit for any dwarf who needs a shelter. And besides, I'm shore Sid has a soul left."
"What!? How dar..... Very well. But you will regret the day you sow that stone. You will regret!"
Borm and Migroo, One of the younger dwarfs in the outpost, sat outside the shed and were drinking some Queenbeard and google shroom soup. He was telling Migroo about what he read in one of the books he got from the Elven caravan. "So I read that... Hmm this stuff is great. Did you cook that?" Migroo gave a nod "Anyways, Where was I? Oh, So I read that there used to me a great war where the creatures of the deep thought against an alliance of Dwarfs, Humans, elfs and many other nations. The great gates that lead to the depths were sealed so that the deepest depths would never reach us again. But as it turns out it was dwarf greed that have again and again unleashed evil upon this earth by digging too deep. Migroo, do you know what Urist is?" Migroo sat pondering the question until he swallowed the rest of that soup"Urist is....Er, Greedy?"
"Yes he is. We risk Urist going mad with power. Why, with dwarfs comming to pay a visit so fast, he might go insane with greed and treasure."
"So what would you do. I mean, ever since I came Urist had been Urist."
"No, He didn't use t' be like that. He was a dwarf, but now he's... I have no idea what he is. It's that stone. I know it is! The stone is cursed! We have to get rid of it. And I have a plan. Come closer if you wish to take part in it."
Migroo sat powndering and said "Okay, but why me. Its just a regular pretty stone. I never knew much about rocks... Probably that's why they used t' call me a gnome."
"And that's what makes you perfect, me friend. I am old. I have learned much of life. Pretty stones do not tame me. here's what will do..."
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