Ustuth

Lurked so long, I died. I fell down a clay chute.
I became crippled, and worked for about 250 years collecting clay and chucking down that darned chute.
And they said it was MY fault for digging out the bottom of the chute then digging out the TOP of the chute.
Dwarves are gonna dig how they want to ruddy dig, all right?
So I had to undie and get over here.
So I’m not crippled, and don’t work in a clay mine all day long.