7 years ago i fell into an ancient dwarven ruin, 7 years of learning to smith, 7 years of learning the legacy that I inherited culminates to this. I stand before the gate 40 feet tall and 30 wide, a massive edifice with every inch covered in the most beautiful artwork a mortal could lay eyes on crafted over a century by the deft hands of dwarven master, scrawled in between the artwork are runes and spell-work, making the door all but invisible from the outside, almost indestructible, and impossible to open without a key.
I take a deep breath and step forward, placing my hands on the door, into the 2 hand shaped grooves with an inlay of mithril that streaks of the center of the door, pulsing my mana through it before a cacophonous crack sounds. and the door opens with a falling of dust and a sound of grinding stone against stone, I check my status as the door opens.
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">Name</td>
<td style="width: 67.2269%">Furin Forge-Soul</td>
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">level</td>
<td style="width: 67.2269%">78</td>
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">Class</td>
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Soul-Smith(LEG)
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">Race</td>
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Halfling (Giant & Dwarf)
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">Titles</td>
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Holder of an Ancient Legacy
Owner of a Legendary Class
Crafter of legends
Scion of House Forge-soul
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<td style="width: 32.9132%">Stats</td>
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Str- 132
Dex- 113
Con- 97
Int- 78
Wis- 142
Cha- 62
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Satisfied that i had everything i needed, i bid farewell to the ruins that had taken such good care of me, and walked out the gate.