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Rumours float on the winds down to the plainland inns, of the red misty peaks of Val'sari there is said to be "a stronghold built into the very gut of the great mountains.. by mystic dwarven engineers from eons ago.. and in this place there are said to be rooms and rooms of endless treasure of the great dwarven empires.. of that ghost age of generations past".

Wander up into the peaks, says the rumours, and to the very summits to find the entrance. And if you find it you will travel down to the pits of Val'sari.

But all adventurers know that treasure does not come by easy.

The rumours talk of miserly Dwarven descendants that roam the hills, protecting their ancient secrets of engineering designs and treasure masses. The descriptions say that these descendants roam solitary, but heed the warning, these are powerful, sturdy warriors of short stature. Their great warhammers of pure gold can crush a man's body with a force similar to the catapults of the king's army.

"know them by their golden death weapons you shall,.. commit not to fight but take haste and flee before your life perishes".

art fluff
have been doing this one on and off since march, trying out a few techniques i stumbled upon. more painter like approach to the topic, not the exact style i was after but getting close.

had a go at putting together a small backstory, courtesy of 's writer's notes -descriptive writing [link]

c&c most welcome

Description
full view please

concept
Rumours float on the winds down to the plainland inns, of the red misty peaks of Val'sari there is said to be "a stronghold built into the very gut of the great mountains.. by mystic dwarven engineers from eons ago.. and in this place there are said to be rooms and rooms of endless treasure of the great dwarven empires.. of that ghost age of generations past".

Wander up into the peaks, says the rumours, and to the very summits to find the entrance. And if you find it you will travel down to the pits of Val'sari.

But all adventurers know that treasure does not come by easy.

The rumours talk of miserly Dwarven descendants that roam the hills, protecting their ancient secrets of engineering designs and treasure masses. The descriptions say that these descendants roam solitary, but heed the warning, these are powerful, sturdy warriors of short stature. Their great warhammers of pure gold can crush a man's body with a force similar to the catapults of the king's army.

"know them by their golden death weapons you shall,.. commit not to fight but take haste and flee before your life perishes".

art fluff
have been doing this one on and off since march, trying out a few techniques i stumbled upon. more painter like approach to the topic, not the exact style i was after but getting close.

had a go at putting together a small backstory, courtesy of 's writer's notes -descriptive writing [link]

c&c most welcome