For ages there has waged a war between the Elders and Youngers of our tribe. It seems that the burden of Selena does not weigh heavily upon their eyes, and the spells of the sleepmancer have little to no effect on the Dwarves of Distraction. Their will is strong, like that of a donkey. And like the donkey, their braying is heard much because of this lack of rest. They are diligent in tasks that bring no fruit, except to fog their mind and weigh down their limbs. The Belt of Pain is eager to taste their flesh and reward them for their disobedience, but they reap what they sow, and they sow restlessness.
