The... end.... ?

[sexualcabinetry]

The end of Laboredanus was eventual. The Countess had just had a miscarriage, a tragic instance for dwarves and women alike. She grew estranged from her Consort, and took to roaming the forgotten halls of the lower sub-levels, bewailing her misfortune. Still, orders had to be made, and she demanded the production of black bronze scepters, for

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[anonymous]

So is he now Smush, Monkeywrench of Laboredanus?

[sexualcabinetry]

Achilles Heel.