Windhammer Special Edition, Written by Wayne Densley 2001 All rights reserved.


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Windhammer SE, Copyright WF Densley 2001 With great care you move to the turn in the tunnel, peer around the corner and gaze out into a huge cavern. Here you find the answer to all your questions regarding the mine. Deep below the surface you have found a large excavation, partly natural and partly cut out of the solid bedrock. In the centre of this large open space burns a huge fire. Turning slowly over this conflagration is the remains of a Sempaca beast, held on a metal spit and supported above the fire by a number of strong timbers. It is being turned with great difficulty by a small Morg, who is concentrating on basting the Sempaca's massive carcass as he turns it slowly over the sputtering embers.
Windhammer SE, Copyright WF Densley 2001 Around the fire sit another dozen or so of the diminutive creatures, eating and generally engaging in a sometimes violent argument over a cause you cannot fathom. You have never seen Morg before, but their small size and unruly nature give a good indication as to what they are. Of all the Hordim they have the worst reputation for cruelty and needless destruction. As you watch you find yourself shuddering at the unrestrained energy of their gibbering and fighting. In the light of the fire the Morg's eyes sparkle with a brilliant red gleam, the play of light and shadow twisting their already cruel faces into hideous masks. These small creatures are not the worst of what resides within these stone walls however. As you survey the cavern you see, sitting in a far corner, two enormous Jotun, they are massive creatures dressed in battle armour and eating quietly, apparently uninterested in the wild gesticulations of the Morg.
Windhammer SE, Copyright WF Densley 2001 For a moment you are engrossed in the scene, trying to imprint clear impressions of everything you see in your memory. If you ever complete your quest you will have to let someone know of this incursion into the lands of Men. To have such a group within the borders of the Four Nations can only lead to violence and death. You have no idea how soon that may be.
Windhammer SE, Copyright WF Densley 2001 Suddenly your are grasped harshly by the shoulder and shoved out into the full light of the cavern. A dozen pairs of eyes turn in your direction and the cavern becomes silent. In the quiet that follows only the crackling of the fire can be heard.

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