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HISTORY OF THE DWARVES
Dwarfs are an ancient race, wide of girth, strong of arm, and stubborn of mind. Unless killed in battle, a Dwarf can
live to a very great age, as long as 400 years, though the Dwarfs claim that some of their Runesmiths have lived considerably
longer. I can scarcely believe these tales, even though it is not in the Dwarf nature to lie.
The mighty Worlds Edge Mountains have been their home since time immemorial. Once, a long time ago, mighty Dwarf strongholds
formed an unbroken chain along the mountain range. Great were the halls and vaults hewn out of the mountains, and great was
the clamour of Dwarf hammering and song singing echoing in the depths. Now, alas, many of these once great holds resound only
to the scampering feet of Goblins.
Dwarfs are the greatest smiths and craftsmen in the world. Not even Elven smiths can match the skill and care of the Dwarfs.
It was the Dwarfs who in days past forged the Runefangs, the twelve swords of the Empire, as a payment for Sigmar's help
against the Orcs. Today they are the symbols of office and authority of the Elector Counts of the Empire.
Dwarfs are as strong and unbending as stone (and some would say as forgiving) and grim as the mountains they live in. From
Karaz-a-Karak, the most ancient of the Dwarf holds, the last High King of the Dwarfs wages a never-ending war against Orcs,
Goblins and other evil creatures. Each year Dwarf numbers dwindle. Each year the war becomes more desperate. Each year the
enemies of the Dwarfs become more numerous. In my mind the wisdom of continuing this struggle is doubtful, even if its
heroism is not. But as long as one of their warriors draws breath, the Dwarfs will not set aside their axes or forget their
grudges.
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