Dwarven Creation Myth

The Writing of the World

Tak awoke to nothing, a seamless impenetrable void of space. For a while Tak sat pondering until from its mind it created a large slate and set of chisels and started to write, He wrote the stars into the sky and laughed merrily when they twinkled. He wrote the world creating the land and seas with mighty blows of the chisel to the slate. He wrote the mountains with hefty swings of his hammer and the streams and rivers with delicate taps.

After this he stepped back looked upon the creation, and found it lacking. He needed a more delicate tool to finish his work. Taking his chisel he created paper, ink, and a pen and began writing once more.

He wrote trees and animals, life in all forms. all manner of seeds and creatures, and when he was done he once again stepped back to look upon the face of his work.

Still he found it lacking, he wrote the caves and lava all the mysterious places beneath the earth. Yet still he was missing something, he sought to create something that could after some time Think like him.

In the depths of the deepest caverns he wrote and wrote gemstones, gold, beauty and terror. He wrote and wrote, and when he almost was out of ink he wrote the first dwarf, and it was good. as he finished a single drop of his ink fell upon the page and created an egg. Tak after all this writing was fatigued and took his rest.

While Tak rested the egg hatched and from it emerged the first goblin with snaggled teeth, cackling madly it attacked the first dwarf in the cave. The noise of the assault woke Tak, and has he looked upon the creature who had not been written, but had come unbidden into his work, he was filled with disgust. " A mistake" his voice boomed as he separated his two creations. "I will write you a companion with the last of my ink" he boomed to the first dwarf.

Tak quickly wrote another dwarf into existence so his creation wouldnt be alone.

After this Tak looked upon the world and was satisfied. He left for the void never to return.