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Chapter 3.1: The Dwarves

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You looked into the glare of the reflective pond, looking at the dead eyes of your father. He gave everything for you. His dedication, his time, his money, everything. And the last thing he ever said was to be proud of you. Such a concept was unbearable to think about; the dreadful memory played like a broken record, again and again in your mind.

“Ello ‘der!”

You looked to your right, and saw a dwarf trotting your way, with a toolbox in one hand, the other hand reaching out to greet you.

“The name’s Thargor.”

“Hello, Thargor. My name’s –”

“Aww, there’s no need fer dat. I know who ye are. Yer the Grim Reaper!”

“Yes, I am.”

“What brings ye to this part of the world?”

“Well, I have to ask you something.”

“Sure. What is it you’ll be needin’?”

“Well, at the battle that occurred here not too long ago, the Dwarven Mines were destroyed in what occurred below. Afterwards, the dwarves escaped, as you probably know, and were in desperate need of help. With their mines destroyed, I volunteered I would help them rebuild their mines. However, Varrock was under fire by Iban, so I took priority and fled towards Varrock. After that, I killed Iban in the battle of Ardougne that occurred recently. After he’d been slain, I collapsed and found myself in Saradomin’s palace, and –”

“Ye went to Saradomin’s palace?!” the wide-eyed dwarf exclaimed.

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“Yes. He gave me a task. My task is to save the world of Runescape from the war that is imminent. If this is to be accomplished, I need help; I can’t do this alone. Therefore, that’s where the dwarves come in. Zamorak’s forces are growing, and I’m in search of an alliance to have any chances of surviving in combat. The leader of the group of dwarves said to me that if I were to help repair his mines, I would gain his trust, and that he would aid dwarves to me at anytime. So, I’m hoping to have dwarves fight with the alliance, if I can build his mine first. Can you show me to where the leader dwarf is?”

“Aye! Why did*’t ye just say ye wanted to see Droden?”

“Droden? That’s his name?”

“Aye. He’s the right-hand man of the dwarf king, ye know?”

“There’s a dwarf king? How come I’ve never heard of him?”

“Because there’s so many people out there being paid to get his head! He hides in an underground location that only us dwarves know.”

“Okay, fair enough. Can you please take me to Droden?”

“Sure. Let’s go now, lad.”

You trotted along with the dwarf as he led you to the Falador Castle. As you followed him inside, you observed the wrecks of the building, despite the attempted recoveries.

The bricks from the destruction of the castle were laid out in a neat fashion by some dwarves with tool belts on.

You climbed to the top of the castle, avoiding holes in the stairs as you walked up. Once at the top, you were face-to-face with Droden, right-hand man of the king.

He had a gruff figure, quite muscular and robust. His face was a mis-lead to his age. Wrinkles spread their ways over his face, and his eyes had a peculiar misty haze, as if his vision were fading. Although quite young, it was quite obvious that Droden had been through a lot, aging his physical appearance.

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“Hello,” said Droden.

“Hello,” you said, and bowed. “It’s an honor to meet you.”

“And you as well, Grim Reaper. What is it you wished to speak to me about?”

“Well, I’m putting up an offer for you. I will help re-build your mines now, if you would please lend me your dwarves for a cause.”

“What cause? My men are precious to me. I need to know the reason.”

You told him the same reasons you told Thargor, and during the speech, he scratched his beard slowly, as if pondering over the decision. After you were finished, the dwarf responded:

“With all due respect, I don’t know. When I made that promise, we were in desperation. Now, we’re getting along quite nicely, and may be able to repair the mines on our own.”

“It was a promise! You have to withhold it!”

Droden’s brow erupted with wrinkles, and his eyebrows curved down in a fierce manner.

“How dare you talk to me that way! Do you know who you’re talking to?”

“A liar who doesn’t hold true to his promises?”

“Guards! Take this man away!”

Stout dwarves dressed in black metal armor with warhammers tucked in their belts came rushing up the stairs, and seized you by your arms.

“Wait! Give me one more chance.”

“You’ve had enough chances!” Droden barked.

“No, allow me to prove to you that I’m worthy.”

“Hmm . . . So you’re willing to undergo anything?”

“Yes, anything for your trust.”

“Very well then. I have an idea. You will undergo the ‘experiment’.”

“What experiment?”

“In the secret part of Keldagrim, we dwarves have been working on an experiment. This is confidential info, mind you. If you tell anyone, I will send my dwarves out to kill you. Understand?”

“Yes.”

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“Okay. Moving on, we dwarves have a secret ore in our mines called dragonite. Although the humans don’t know it exists, it’s used to smith their dragon items. Also, humans are far too inexperienced in smithing to be able to smith dragonite ore.

"So, I’ll get to the point. Dwarves have been smithing it for years, but we’ve recently come across a new theory. This ore is so powerful that it has a certain radiation to it. This radiation has been known to give off special powers . . . So, we’d like to perform an experiment on you that no dwarf has been willing to undergo. We need to perform it on a human as well, as we need a complex living body system. What do you say?”

“What will the experiment be?”

“We will melt down the dragonite ore to become molten liquid. This will then be frozen until it becomes pure gas. Once the gas is made, we will put it into a needle and inject it. We will record your heart rate, muscle tension, and other bodily functions that may change during the procedure.”

“Okay. I’ll agree. But this time, no broken promises.”

“Agreed. Now, off to Keldagrim! The mine cart was relocated in the mines near Rimmington. Just go into the tunnel and tell the cart conductor that Droden told you to meet him in Keldagrim. He should let you go through for free.”

“Shouldn’t I have some proof of some sort?”

“Ah, of course. Grogia! I need some papyrus and coal!”

An aged, very stout dwarf trembled up the steps, clearly struggling to walk. She handed him a papyrus and some coal, and slowly trotted back down the steps. Droden scribbled on the paper, and handed it to you. It was his signature.

“There you go. Now, meet me in Keldagrim, by the mines. I have my own methods of getting there. Best of luck in your travel!”

“Thank you,” you said, and walked down the steps and headed to Rimmington.

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Once there, you saw a fairly large hole that was extremely dark. Sticking out were two rungs of the ladder, which reassured your sanity. You grasped onto it, and climbed down. The feeling of darkness vanished as you climbed down the grimy tunnel and into a torch-lit cavern. A cart conductor, sitting on a chair next to a cart, watched you climb down. He was dressed in a blue suit, with a cyan hat to match the outfit. He then stood up and greeted you.

“Hello there! I’m the cart conductor for this here cart. It costs a mere 500 gold to ride to Keldagrim.”

“I have a note from Droden. He told me to give it to you to meet him there, for a free ride.”

The train conductor looked at the note, and stuffed it into his pocket.

“You’re free to go!”

You climbed into the dirty mine cart, and the conductor pulled a lever by his side. The mine cart then started to move, and you faded into darkness.

Torches lit the cavern as you rolled down the track. Eventually, you came to your stop in Keldagrim, and climbed out of the cart into the city of Keldagrim. Droden was waiting for you by the operating booth.

“Glad to see you made it here okay. Now, the part of Keldagrim you’re about to see is high-position dwarf exclusive. Therefore, I can’t have you disclosing where it is. I can’t take any chances. So, you’ll have to put on this blindfold as we get to the chamber.”

You took the blindfold and put it on. Droden grasped your arm and pulled you toward the chamber. Finally, after much walking, you heard:

“Alright, you can take it off now.*

You pulled off the blindfold and found yourself in a brightly lit chamber, with rock walls. In the middle was a large, white desk. Dwarves in white doctor robes were busily working with chemicals in vials at their work desks. Droden then announced:

“Fellow dwarves, I have big news! This human here has volunteered to undergo the experiment!”

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The dwarves cheered, as they prepared to go forward with the procedure, by sterilizing their hands and putting on their gloves.

Droden led you to the desk and instructed you to lie down. You did so, and stared at the stalactites pointing in your direction from the ceiling. Suddenly, metal bars snapped over you, making you gasp in shock.

“What are you doing?! We had a deal!”

“Calm down. These are just restraints to make sure that you don’t go berserk during the experiment. We can’t take any chances. Dwarves! Melt the dragonite!”

The dwarves proceeded to take a large pair of tongs, and grab the glowing dragonite from the table. They placed it in the furnace, and waited. Finally, Droden said:

“Alright, take it out.”

They did as instructed and placed it into a small container. They poured a light blue liquid into the container, and quickly closed the lid. The ore started to sizzle, and began to transform into gas.

After a while, the ore was gone, and became misty, red gas. The needle was then put up to a small slot that was opened on the side of the container and was filled with dragonite gas.

The slot was closed and the needle was ready. The dwarf approached you and held the icy needle to your warm flesh. The dwarf had a slight smile on his face.

A feeling of remorse and regret started to flow throughout your body. What were you doing?!

“Let me go! I’ve changed my mind!”

“It’s too late now!* said Droden.

“No!!*

The dwarf injected the needle. Pain roared throughout your arm.

You began to violently throttle, as spittle foamed out of your mouth. Your eyes became a pallid white as a network of orange veins stretched through the pupil-vacant eye. Then, pain started to flow throughout your whole body. Your screams echoed throughout the room.

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Suddenly, everything froze. You felt powerful, like a monster . . . Your eyes became a deep yellow, as if reptilian. Skin ripped apart on your back as monstrous black wings sprouted from the spot. Your legs suddenly became much more muscular, and your arms incredibly robust. Your teeth became sharp, deadly fangs. You were superhuman. You were part dragon.

After a bit, you returned to normal. But somehow, deep inside of you, you were able to power it . . . Like a retractable claw, call upon it whenever you wanted.

Finally, after a long silence, Droden said:

“That’s it! Dwarves, let me make this very clear: Do not ever make that again. The effects are clearly dangerous, and should not be used without my approval. Understood?”

Nearly simultaneously, the dwarves answered with a “yes”.

“Now, I have to speak to you in private.”

You followed him into a corridor, where he said to you:

“Thank you for your time. You’ve helped the dwarven civilization from possible disaster if this were to be spread across the dwarven nation. I can’t thank you enough. You have my trust. When the time comes, come to me, and I will fight alongside my dwarves against the forces of Zamorak. Now, allow me to lead you out of the corridor,” said Droden as he placed the blindfold on you.

Once you were told to take it off, you ended up in the dwarf mining cart station.

Then, Droden said:

“Again, thank you for your help. Go and protect Gielinor!
Gain the trust of the other races!”

The cart conductor gave you a nod of approval for a free ride, and you hopped into the cart and headed off into the darkness, having a sense of pride and happiness as you set off to gain the trust of the other four races.

END OF CHAPTER 3.1.

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