Dwarves

In the beginning, the god Huge gave the Dwarven ancestors a small pebble and the task of building a world around it. They stoked their forges and sang their stone songs so their words took hold and the sphere grew. Over many generations, the dwarves expanded the sphere. Soon, the curve of the world was barely visible. And so, they will continue building until the sphere reaches the god’s fiery hearth in the sky. The lazy and useless elves were given the task of growing grass and trees across the surface of the sphere, to keep it moist and prepare it for new layers, like the carpenter who prepares a wooden surface before it is glued to another. Thus, the elves have a task to fulfill and Dwarves tolerate them. The humans are different. They interrupted the holy task of building the world. The Dwarven ancestors were tricked into taking the orcs as servants in exchange for a piece of the land they have forged, but the useless beasts betrayed them as soon as the inevitable war broke out. Humans are false and many, but so are lice, while Dwarves are the chosen workers of the god Huge. Dwarves chase the vermin with weapon in hand, and the work continues. Only the younger of their kin are lured into the harsh light of the world, and run around like wheezing humans without goal or purpose.