Role

Chapter 2

Two months before the jungle, she was in the cool stone hearth room of the
clan dwelling. These duergar lived in a communal stone grotto outside the
mine of Aran'Gird and her clan, Goz'ir,were excavators for the mine. Every
day rock was to be sifted for precious gems and gold, and in this task
Golthazar was supreme. The Goz'ir clan was known for their keen eye, strong
hands, and masterful chisel to exhume the greatest treasures of size. As the
lore goes, an emerald the size of an apple was discovered by Golthazar's
grandfather, polished, and later set within a darkened mithril crown for the
king.


The treasure brought fame to the clan as well as a surge of slaves to
continue the exploratory mining. Golthazar was sent to oversee the operation
and after months of mining, the team of excavators broke through to a shaft
of trickling water. The shaft lead up to a glimmer of green light and
Golthazar was the first through the hole to explore. She placed a miners
helmet upon her head with a flickering candle. The stream had an odd shimmer
to it and the green light from above played with her eyes. Golthazar climbed
up the path of the stream and discovered a pool collected above. She dipped
her hand into the pool and in the basin she brought forth a hand of golden
sand. Ushering the gold quickly into her pockets, she chortled loudly to
herself. The water had been filtering a massive vein of gold and in the
collections of pools, pure gold ore collected. She sat for a moment in awe
and her curiosity grew to the green light above. It was alluring and
powerful enough to make her eyes water if she stared too long. Curiosity and
greed began to fill the duergar's veins and she began to frantically scale up
the craggy stream. Was it another emerald? Would it be the biggest find of
all time?