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Nearly a century had passed since the Dwarven occupation and Najaran resistance continued just as strong as before. The old aristocracy, united by the will of Navillus, committed effective sabotage. Shipments went missing. Rebels seemed too well armed and organized. Merchants manipulated the economy to thwart Dwarven leaders. Dwarves quickly learned not to go out at night, especially alone, as more and more were savagely attacked, their flayed bodies hung from the roofs of Dwarvish establishments. The Najaran aristocrats claimed ignorance even as they infiltrated the Dwarven inner circles. Morale seeped away from the occupiers as they continuously rebuilt their missionary schools only to see them burned again.

Amongst the horrors of the occupation the Dwarven lords grew fat and decadent from their new found wealth. The pious behaviors encouraged by the Books were abandoned for the decadent pleasures of Najar and The Maw. They cared less and less for saving the souls of the Humans. Expanding their wealth and luxuries became the goal of the Dwarves in power. In the shadows, the Demon God’s cruelty seeped into the lifeblood of Dwarvenkind.