Malvera Online

A brewing mystery from beneath the mountains...

The forge in Thais burns a little colder these days. Sam - the oldest craftsman still working the anvil - has grown quiet. Each day he watches the road, eyes fixed on the horizon, waiting for something that never comes. Not gold, not iron, but something far more important to him - a barrel of dwarven ale, delivered like clockwork for decades by stout companions from Kazordoon.

But days turned to weeks. And now, even Sam's patience has worn thin.

"I know dwarves" ...
he says with a far-off look in his eyes.
... “They don't just forget. Something’s wrong.”


What begins as a simple concern from an old friend slowly unravels into a web of silence stretching from the mountain halls to distant shores. Trusted voices have vanished. Familiar routes lie undisturbed. Echoes bounce through stone tunnels that should hum with the rhythm of pickaxes and dwarven song.

Some say it's just a delay - a shipment lost, a message missed...

...Others whisper of darker things.

Now, strange names resurface in hushed conversations: secretive guilds, long-abandoned mines, and shadows in the mountains no torch can pierce. An age-old kinship may soon face its greatest trial - and the fate of more than just a few dwarves could hang in the balance.

The path ahead is uncertain. But for those brave enough to follow it, answers - and danger - await in the deep.

Will you step forward and uncover the truth buried beneath centuries of stone?