The Lore Stone- Prologue
There was a lone ship, fighting the treacherous sea, the waves causing it to move back and forth in the water. The ship sailed a widely known, treacherous, region of the sea, and was being manned by a crew of undead skeletons. Hideous, clanking monstrosities. No longer chained to the living, but forever slaves amongst them. Deep within the ship’s hold, a prisoner, in a rusted steel cage held a dwarf. This dwarf wore his family’s leather scout armor proudly, his fine bronze skin, muscular tone body, and a beard of grey-white color still vibrant, though his predicament was not. He was known as Snjór Skegg in his homeland, though he is far used to the name Snow-Beard, as the humans call him.
Snow-Beard paced to and fro, hoping that an idea, perhaps one that could lead to his freedom, came to him as he tried to think. He sat on the black-crusted plank of the ship