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{{WrittenWork
|Image=[[File:ThorndaisCover.png|200px]]
|Written= 805 BY
|Country= Bormar
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|Genre= Folklore
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This tome is penned by '''[[Thornheim]]''' resident Del. In this piece, Del records several tales and rhymes belonging to the Dwarves of the Thorn, as well as a brief description of one of its peoples.
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=== ''Tolin and the Winter Prince'' ===
''Tolin was rumored to be a mighty [[Hunter|'''hunter''']], searching for powerful beasts to slay. It’s said he fought the great stone wyrm, ripping out its obsidian fang and driving it through its heart.''
''On his final quest, however, he set out to fight the most dangerous beast of all: the Winter Prince. The Winter Prince was supposedly a human who desired to become like the Gods themselves.''
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''His hubris was great, but whatever strange things he had done to himself, it did give him some sort of power, power to withstand the icy temperatures of the Thorn. Some even say it was he who turned a normal mountain range into the frigid wastes we see today.''
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=== ''In the Hall of the Mining God'' ===
''It is said that if you search deep enough in any mountain range, you may find a staircase that stretches downward. The stairs themselves are carved so perfectly that no mortal hand could reproduce their splendor, each step encrusted with gold and precious gems.''
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''If a dwarf is worthy – and lucky – they may find the entrance to such a staircase, spiraling downward farther and farther. Days may pass, weeks, months, and ever farther downward they may stretch, each step more resplendent and beautiful than the last.''
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''The Ruling God once visited a small community of farmers. As he entered the town, he was greeted by a commotion. One of the farmers had stolen and killed three of another farmer’s mar goats, but no one could determine for sure who had done the deed.''
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''The town had narrowed the culprits down to three different farmers, each with an excuse for where they had been that night, and each just as convincing as the others.''
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''Don’t go near, she said.''
''One little puddle of red.''
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''Three little dwarves, frolicking about,''
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''Don’t go near, she said.''
''Two little puddles of red.''
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''Two little dwarves, frolicking about,''
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''Don’t go near, she said.''
''Three little puddles of red.''
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''One little dwarf, frolicking about,''
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''Don’t go near, she said.''
''Four little puddles of red.''
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''No more dwarves dancing about,''
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