Chalke

"I stare from the cliffs, to the sea.
My home, a white wall against the abyss,
Yet I still stare.
Below me, the whistle of a kettle.
Tea time."
- "A Home Among the Cliffs", famous Dwarven poem.

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A thin, sandy beach winds along the towering Dwarven cliffs that face the Desolate Sea, the shimmer of the ocean reflected upon their vast surface. The real heart of this land is the winding tunnels within the mountainsides, once mines now refurbished into towns and cities. The Dwarven people are kind, if not a little tradition bound, but will always have a bed for anyone who needs it.