Clang! Clang!

A dwarf hammered away in a forge, the heat so intense that sweat poured down his deeply furrowed brow like rain.

His thick beard, a symbol of dwarven pride, swayed in chunks, likely due to lack of care.

His hands, marked with burn scars and calluses, wielded his hammer, which was regarded as an extension of his soul by any true blacksmith, and brought it down with force.

Clang!

The dwarf’s name was Thorbar.

He was one of the seven Meisters of Doomheim. Meister was an honorable title granted only to the finest blacksmiths, revered and envied by …