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The History of De Marr Felekan
Lokito
This is the lore of the Carved Temple, "De Marr Felekan", as told by Omithiel. Scribed by Lokito. :: 'Twas the year 800, of the second seed. In Lands afar where mist and clouds pass by, where the trees and grass grow tall and old, there be a temple high up in the skies, where it has stood for many ages. This temple which rests on the mountain be carved from the very peak of the mountain, and in this temple at the very top lies an ancient jewel which the dwarves prize greatly, but it has been shattered and broken due to an evil that is still yet unknown. The pieces of the stone lie scattered across the land of Aegis and have yet to be discovered, but first, let me tell you how it all began. :: When the city of Kal'Urguan was still young and small, several dwarves went out mining like any normal day, looking for jewels. While mining, a shine appeared within a rock, and they discovered something more grand than all the jewels of Aegis. They were so amazed and excited that they brought it to the King as a gift. The King looked upon the stone and was so awed by its amazing glow that he called upon the priests to inspect it. The priests looked upon the stone as it laid there glowing, and they discovered it had ancient magical properties. As the King stared at the stone, he ordered the dwarves to construct a temple far away from the city, far away from the civilizations of Aegis, to be safe from the world and its wars and troubles. so he ordered almost all of the dwarves who were miners, craftsmen, blacksmiths, farmers, scholars, monks, priests, and warriors to go somewhere far away and to construct a temple for the stone that glowed.  As the workers traveled far from the rest of the world, they came to a large mountain, and on this mountain the peak reached high into the sky, and the grass and trees grew tall where no man had ever set foot. They started the construction on the peak of the mountain. :: Hammers, chisels, picks, and shovels all clanked, smashed, banged, clanged, and cracked so much that one could hear it and feel the ground shake from many miles away.  The dwarves worked hard day and night on the temple. As many winters passed and all the dwarves became exhausted, they finally carved the temple.  They proudly crowned the temple with the glowing stone, and at last it was completed. After the temple was constructed, many priest and monks came to the temple as a pilgrimage to see the stone and to pray to the god of Aegis. After some time, the priests examined the stone's magical properties and found that it could control the weather, and they were filled with joy. For many years they prayed, and the dwarven priests and monks made pilgrimage to the temple from time to time, until one fateful night. As the moon glowed a pale light, and the monks and priests slept ever so soundly, the air was still and the night was silent. Then a thunderous crack was heard, waking the monks and priests in fright. They climbed the stairs all the way to the top of the temple, and they found the stone shattered and broken. Their faces were blue as lapiz when they saw the stone, and it's glow started to faint. Then they heard a terrible laughter that was as loud as thunder, and they saw a shadow appear and quickly disappear. The priests and monks were outraged at whoever could have done this as they laid there on the top of the temple staring at the stone, it's glow already gone and now seeming as if it were an ordinary jewel. :: Today the temple still stands as a place of prayer and pilgrimage.  It now has new additions as it now contains all of the dwarven literature and history of the dwarven race. The stone is still there even though many wars have passed, but it lays there shattered and broken.