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Days & Nights in Urguan - 1


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Neph Irongut set up her store’s backroom with several toolkits of common make and model. She compared a few diagrams she had managed to scrounge together from the Worker’s Guild that detailed Urguan’s old miner uniforms. Neph began to bind leather and padded cloth together into basic shapes, and followed her own writings on the safety of mining to guide her designs.                     

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Between piecing together the outfit, Neph wrote in some spare parchments some rules she would follow for her own safety in the mine. She remembered a few weeks prior, in a sleepless night; haunted by illusions of dying in the mine in an explosion. Fear for her life brought sweat to her thick brow, but she stilled her anxiety with an obsession towards personal safety. 

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The days since had passed without much clarity in the subterranean world of Urguan. Many lights stayed lit well into the deep hours of the night, including one that blinked red glows from out of the window of the Sunken Stitch.

 

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How many nights had passed now? Neph could not tell, lost in time between short naps in the halls of the Brathmordakin, and focused work upon this new mining suit & her clan trial book of safety tips. Neph thought about the surfaceworld, bound to the waxing & waning light of the callous sun, and cringed. She felt freer down here, in the depths. When her work was done, she felt only nausea at the idea of returning to rest. “Another nap in the temple,” she reasoned, somewhat proud of the mining uniform.

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