The Blacksmith
The Competition of the dwarves had begun. The Annual contest was met with great excitement from the contestants, each being a crafter or blacksmith in the tribe, competing against others to see who was the best. During this year, the winner of the previous year’s contest had to defend his title to continue holding on. Under the excitement from the crowd, watching as stones were being chipped and hammers struck burning ores. A Dwarf named Dulgol longingly gazed as the masters of various fields crafted amazing artworks and weapons, some which would later be used for war and others which would only be put up for decorative uses should they be considered as beautiful. "One day, I am going to emerge the winner and keep the title for a long time." He said with a resolute voice, watching as th
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