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Chapter #3

Male Noerok

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It was another successful day in the mines. Crasskin and his fellow Noerok have dug up a boon of precious gemstones and gold. Crasskin was tall for a man of his race. Standing at 8'5" he was not only the tallest, but also the strongest Noerok man. His obsideon colored hair and emerald green eyes attracted many Noerok, but he wasn't ready to settle down just yet. He wanted to use what he mined to create jewelry to sell in Salo Market place. He was currently finishing up the last piece of jewelry that he wanted to make. It was a golden necklace. It had a dragon ornament at the very front which was embedded with a ruby.

"That's the last of the materials that can used for crafting jewelry. Maybe if I have time tomorrow a can forge a dagger or two."

Crasskin looked at his collection of handcrafted weapons. He took great care to make sure that they stayed sharp. During his free time he would often practice with each of his weapons, but most of the time he had a busy day at the market. Many Goslen women would flock to his stall to pick up a trinket or two. Many of these women refused to speak to him, because they saw him as an inferior race. Like all Noerok would often boast of his exploits. In many of his conversations he would comment how stuck-up the Goslen women were that they refused to speak to him. His buddies would then laugh as they raised their mugs to celebrate either a successful day at the market or working in the mines.

Just as he was about to fall asleep he heard a knock on his door.

"What fool would be knocking on my door this late at night?"

Crasskin heads over to the door armed with a dagger. If one thing was certain, he didn't trust people appearing on his doorstep late at night. When he opened the door he saw...
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