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  • The last of a dying breed, a dwarfs final tale

    I, Khevol Stoneshifter, write aboard the ship "Seasword" in hopes that this journal will chronicle the last footsteps of my journey up and down the sword coast.

    I have been searching for close to two years now for anything to help with home. The past couple decades have been devastating, and they cannot hold out for much longer. The attacks have increased, and it hasn't looked like they will stop. Something needs to be done, and I cannot stand to watch the walls of my home crumble around us. I need to do something, find something, learn something, to stop the blood from flowing freely. I have left my home until I can return with the fruits of my labor, with the saving grace of Clangeddin on my shoulders to free my people forever...


    I arrive in a port named Lavanthyr, and immediately find some work. Nothing real intereseting until i get to the Sharahan hills. There, i slaughtered dozens of goblins. It seems these foul beasts have been breeding like rabbits up and down the coast and I am glad to push their numbers back. To bad I couldn't do a job like this at home, to stop the fighting would mean so much to everyone...

    my first days here and only I have found more goblins, but I've bought some new gear. Hopefully this axe will pave the way for me and the glory I will find... I will write later, in hopes that the days I write about will be filled with the findings that I need.
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