Sophia White
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“Allo! Welcome to tha Glassworks!” Ralph Ralphson of Ralph and Ralph Glassworks turned to the door as the bell rang. He put down the piece of stained glass he was working on and looked at the customer standing on the other side of the counter. Ralph pulled at the long braids of his goatee as he put on a bright welcoming smile. “Can I ‘elp you?” The customer in front of him was different from his usual fare. Ralph was used to noblemen and clergymen coming for clear glass for their windows or…-
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Opal sat down in the mess hall and swirled her drink around in its tankard. She took a small sip and sighed. She was alone; most of the camp was out mining, and any stragglers were taking some time off after the emotional events of the past few days. She could hear the clink of dishes in the kitchen as Bran prepared for dinner. Opal looked deep into the slightly golden foam and took a deep chug of it before slamming her tankard on the table. Truly, this ‘Radler’ was delicious. It had a sweet citrusy…
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“Mine Leader Grim, ID 32498 you have been called to give your report to the Administrator.” The imposing greybeard in front of him glowered down from a raised desk. The desk was fine mahogany with leather padding and brass buttons. A tiny sculpture of a Mushfolk sat in one corner alongside a tankard that read ‘Beer Drinking Champion of 9808’. The dwarf sat forward in his plush velvet chair and tapped his fingers on the desk in a staccato rhythm as he glowered briefly down at Grim. Grim knew the…
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“So.” Bran piqued, “Why have you been so desperate for sugar?” I was currently standing in the kitchen surrounded by Bran, Balin, and Tim. Annie was talking to Opal outside in the mess hall and Wreck was still a bit of a wreck. She was already drunk and splayed out on a bench. Speaking of the mess hall, it was full of cheerful dwarves awaiting a Blessing cake. Unfortunately, the cake was a lie. I had commandeered the allotment of sugar for my own nefarious purposes. Sorry my kinsmen, but it’s…
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On the side of a cliff there stood a white stone gazebo. Mist fell from a great waterfall that stretched beneath it, vanishing into the clouds below. A black mountain rose up behind it, seeming to touch the sky. A circular marble table sat in the centre of the gazebo, and a group of cloaked figures sat around it in ornate wooden chairs. “Has everyone chosen then?” A crisp masculine voice asked. There was a clink as jade tokens were tossed onto the table. Each token was delicately carved to represent a…
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I stood on the rubble, peering into a pitch-black hole. I prayed to the Gods and looked at the timer. It was still ticking down those 2 minutes. I tried calling again. “Balin! Can you hear me!” “Pete?” A hushed voice croaked. Balin was alive! “Yer not me head playin tricks?” “We’re comin’ Balin!” I began to pull stones away from the hole, taking care not to collapse it inwards. “Are Annie an’ Wreck safe?” Balin’s voice was weak, too weak. “They’re fine. You’re the only…
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We ran to the mining tunnel as fast as possible. Doc Opal quickly peeled off ahead. I guess she has a higher agility stat. I gasped at the dwarf running beside me between panting breaths. “What happened?” “Balin got sloppy. He was wantin to finish ‘is indenture quicker now tha’ Annie’s in the picture. He, Annie, and Wreck dug too deep on a dive withou’ waitin fer proper mine supports. He shouted about finding a freschie, and we all came ta see, but then there was a rumblin’.” “Dear…
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I walked with Doc Opal up the rise and looked down over the cavern. We were located fairly high and close to the outer edge, and behind us I could see the side of the cavern reaching up into the ‘sky’ above us. Great pillars dotted the landscape here and there and a faint purple glow emanated from the centre of the cavern where the city stood. In all of my time here in the camp I’d never really had a moment to just… stand and stare, and I did so now. I think I really love my new home here.…
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It’s been a couple of days since Balin and Annie got together. Balin nearly fainted when Annie talked to him, and I think the only thing that kept him from keeling over was my hand propping him up. He flapped his mouth a few times and I pulled him away before he could go all in without consideration first. Apparently, that was part of my ‘job’ as a stand in for Balin’s clan. He and I chatted about Annie’s proposal, alongside the deal I had arranged with her. His eyes grew a bit wide at that,…
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Moments before. --- Annie struggled in mind and body as she pulled the bag of tin ore up the pitch-black dive tunnel. Her conversation with Pete had brought back some bad memories, and she was a bit embarrassed by her tears. Her father had never blamed her for the accident, and only told her that no matter what came to pass, he would always love her. Their family had owned that brewery for generations, the recipe for their beer faithfully followed since the First Brew. The fact that they might lose it…
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