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On a day like any other Kalviin sat within his office in his private quarters within Kal’Omith writing order after order of shipments for the kingdom and replying to personal matters via bird. As he had moved from his bed to his desk he had yet to look over the city, perhaps even head down for a walk among the people as he often did. No, not this day, it would seem something was off, he didn’t necessarily have work needing to be done, but he was hesitant to walk the city… Pondering on this for some time as he lit his pipe and puffed calmly away, blowing thick clouds of smoke in various directions. What was it… Did he grow tired of his people… Had he grown sour with his position and began to loath what he had once loved…  

 

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As he looked up from his desk and over the sea of riches he had amassed in his many years of hard work, he thought to himself… Was it time to give it all up? Time to return to a simple life as a common dwarf?…. As he thought to himself on what he must do, some dust from the old dwarven roof fell from its place, trickling down onto Kalviin’s desk it quickly began to agitate his nose, despite his furiously spindled nose hair it warranted a sneeze. As Kalviin sat slouched over his desk he arched back slowly, recoiling he inhaled deeply as his nose continued to agitate him, as his lungs had filled to the brim, he let loose his breath in the form of a very abrupt grouchy sneeze, as he had recoiled moments before, he now lunged forward with his breath, his hunched self so low to the table didn’t stop in time before reaching it.

 

Bashing his head violently into his hard wooden table he quickly groaned in pain, his nose looking slightly further bent than previously as he brought himself back to his usual slumped position. Bringing his pipe to his mouth once more he failed to remember what it was he pondered on before…


After a short while trying to recall, he stood with his pipe and up and left his abode, into the streets of Kal’Omith he walked once more...

(Just bored while the server was down)

 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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