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For centuries, this town has defied dwarven tradition even as it upheld them. Founded in 586 as a partial solution to the [[dwarf]]-giant wars, this town was designed by a devout follower of [[Dorand]] who specialized in architecture rather than weaponsmithing, [[stone]] cutting or other more traditional dwarven pursuits. Bramt Thkurra'annth and his wife Plimig designed the town using the acoustics of the naturally occurring shears and the burble of the streams to create an almost meditative background melody. Bramt in particular felt that the worship of Dorand, as rife as it usually is with clanging, hammering and the hiss of fire, would benefit from a quieter space surrounding it. Unusual, but for the townsfolk now called "Brennies", it works. | |||
To the outside world, this town was named by visitors during the third dwarf-giant war. It was said by these observers that the dwarves were so tense, waiting for the next rain of boulders, that if there was at any time a lapse in the violence, they'd all be waiting for the other shoe to fall. It was not until a traveler by the name of Harold Gordson got into a discussion with a local guard that the dwarven name was revealed; the subsequent argument regarding the correct pronunciation of the written name echoed off the mountain walls for days. From an ear witness: | To the outside world, this town was named by visitors during the third dwarf-giant war. It was said by these observers that the dwarves were so tense, waiting for the next rain of boulders, that if there was at any time a lapse in the violence, they'd all be waiting for the other shoe to fall. It was not until a traveler by the name of Harold Gordson got into a discussion with a local guard that the dwarven name was revealed; the subsequent argument regarding the correct pronunciation of the written name echoed off the mountain walls for days. From an ear witness: | ||