20 years prior to his elevation as Grandmaster of Order of the Seven...
Some say the Dwarves delved too deep, yet as far as the Prospector was concerned, they had not delved deep enough. There were such wonders that lay beneath the earth and so much more to be discovered.
Duramarth moved silently through the dense foliage of Tharâkh Bazân. The forest had been commissioned by Durin himself to serve as a refuge from the dark solace of the mines. It was a place teeming with life. A powerful reminder of the bright world that lay above so that none of his kin would become so callous as to forget the beauty of the surface world.
Even now the space remained mostly untainted by the evil that infested the tunnels around it. This most likely due to the large glowing crystals woven into the landscape that fed forest and its garden, with light and life.
At this moment however, something unusual was taking place. It appeared there was one dark creature that decided to brave the crystal lights that fed life into the garden and enjoy themselves.
Duramarth watched curiously as a minion of Bogrian, one of the Merrevail, sauntered across the glade and into a shallow pool. These malevolent creatures were most-often thought to act only with anger and hostility. Which is why to see her like this now, was so peculiar to the Prospector.
The creature appeared at ease as she moved peacefully across the pond. The bat-like creature paddled forward with her winged arms, sending water toward the small of her back. She smiled playfully, enjoying herself as you or I might. The prospector looked on, and for a moment almost regarded her with affection.
The Morroval paused, and sensing it was being watched, whipped its head around suddenly in order to catch its admirer in the act. The creature was quickly disappointed however, as all that lay before it were trees and an empty garden.
A few moments later, Duramarth emerged from the wood and onto a stone path. A faint screech could be heard off in the distance that made him tremble as he made his way to the Stone Hall.
