Karak Gnollengrom
Deep in the World's Edge Mountains sits the greatest of dwarf holds. Its grandeur knows no equal. Though it may not have the bustling trade or great riches of Karak Azamar in the south, the awe it inspires upon entering is said to be without equal. It suffered greatly in the cataclysm, an entire war was fought under the mountain, silent to the outside world. A great host of daemons was dispatched just to take what was then the capital of all dwarven kind. In the great halls and winding tunnels the dwarves are said to have battled horrors that would break the minds of lesser folk and such was their losses that they have still not recovered their population to this day. The city itself has been repaired to its pre cataclysm grandeur. The runesmiths and masons work so fine that no evidence of the great war remains short of the empty halls and great vaults of tombs. Here the High King of the Dharkhangron Ankor sits.
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