Dig’gud Wurkarder, miner and longtime head of the expedition which had founded the dwarven fortress called Westerly Mountain, was digging deep beneath the living areas when he struck the largest gold deposit in dwarf history. A vein so large, so deep, and so rich with pure wealth that several floors of storage space were immediately designated to the fruits of Dig’gud’s labor.

The inhabitants of Westerly Mountain, a mixture of the original expedition members and two waves of migrants, spun into a greedy frenzy, as dwarves are wont to do. For days upon days, Wurkarder’s pick dug and channeled into the vein while nearly everyone inhabiting the fortress focused on moving the excavated gold nuggets into empty space.

Tragically, a sea osprey devoured the carpenter, the still ran out of barrels, and the dwarves began to run out of booze. Before long, the brewer had gone berserk. Dwarf on dwarf violence painted the halls of the fortress in blood, leaving the gold forgotten as the survivors starved to death.