After securing the rope onto a rock nearby, Ee Too began to climb down into the pit. As he decent the light from the torch illuminating the area.
The wall was full of ancient mural and text. From a glimpse of it, the mural tells a story of Legendary Warrior Bo Ria. About 500 years ago they were a group of Heros from all races in Gaya.
Human, Dwarf, Elf, Goblin, Orc, Orges and Demi.
Thousands of them band together in unity to fight an evil Warlord Dra Sil. Armed with magic weapon and armour they manage to slain the evil Warlord but at a great cost. Only 7 return while the others perished.
Bo Ria of Dumbalus was one of them. Known for his mastery in blacksmithing Bo Ria crafted weapons and armor imbued with a magical crystal of the highest rarity. The weapons and armor of his making shine a raging red of blood. Too dark to be called red but too red to be called black.
Bo Ria became a legend after returning home from the eleven days war against Warlord Dra Sil. That skirmish is now known as the War of Legends. After becoming famous Bo Ria a commoner by heart vanish avoiding the fame, glory and wealth. Legend said that he build a home in Artricia and he had discovered a mine that was soon named after him.
As Ee Too is too concern over Mo Sol well being he has no time to admire the magistic mural. His concern turned to fear as he reaches the ground. Blood trail can be seen leading to the inner part of the pit. He shouts Mo Sol name trying to establish contact.
"Mo...Mo...are you okay? Answer me dammit."
Suddenly he felt heavy pressure from in front of him and soon after a wave of air pushing him so hard that he fell on the ground.
Three-minute prior...
After about a minute of walking Mo Sol saw a dim light and a big door. That door is well decorated but seems to be broken. There's a hole that can fit a man twice his size and there's a claw mark on the door. From that hole, light from the room penetrating through. Out of curiosity Mo Sol peak on what inside.
He saw a stone tomb in the middle of the room. There are four giant statues holding a white crystal at each corner of the room. There's a body of a dwarf beside the tomb kneeling down as he paying respect to whom inside the stone tomb.
Mo Sol walks in closer to see if that dwarf is okay. It's quite rare to see a dwarf in Boria Mines village.
He only saw a couple of dwarf in his entire life. They are usually merchants that stop by in their way to Articia.
"Hey Mr...are you okay?"
Said Mo Sol while putting his hand on the dwarf shoulder.
As he began to put pressure on the dwarf body the whole thing crumbles to the floor. Mo Sol was shocked looking at the corpse in front of him. Judging from the corpse state it seems like the dwarf has been dead for a long time.
A lot of question goes through his mind at that moment but he began to wonder what's inside the box in front of him. The tomb itself seems tightly sealed. As he put his hand toward the tomb cover he tries to push it thinking that it will be heavy.
"Droooshh..."
The sound from the cover as it was pushed aside.
"Hmm...That was easy."
Said Mo Sol in surprised.
He leans forward to see what inside the tomb and there's a female dwarf lying there like she's sleeping. There's a crystal in her palm the size of her head. Mo Sol finds the crystal to be odd. It's a Dark Crystals that seems to absorb all the light in its surroundings.
Mesmerize by the crystal oddness he touches the Dark Crystal without a single thought. Suddenly, a wave of images and sounds went through his mind like waterfalls.
Dwarf Race
Live in the Dumbalus continent carving into the mountains. Master blacksmith and earth magic. Well known for their crafting and masonry.
A race that can build a grand castle twenty times higher than their height. Proud and sturdy like a rock.