Lord Casul, a baronet from distant lands, quickly rose to prominence with his suggestion that a company of gnomes be contracted to work the mines, and one of dwarves be contracted to build the wall. Within a year, the city was built and silver was flowing from it as quickly as the Harn river traveled past it.
Almost as soon as it was complete, the oldest resident of Daymarch appeared in the skies above. For decades the dragon had demanded tribute of the town. Now that it had become a city of wealth, its demands increased ten fold.
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