Long before Luther and his Dragon Knights landed on the Broken Spire, long before Sheggra first hatched from her egg, even long before the Broken Spire… broke, there existed a Fire Elemental named Infernus.

Infernus lived for a thousand years, content in his deep cavern below the surface of the world; Fire Elementals are not complicated creatures – if it hadn’t been 1000 degrees in his home, Infernus would likely have invented the Margarita, the Banana Lounge, along with various plush robes and comfortable slippers. It is widely believed that Infernus would never have troubled the surface-dwellers at all, except for… the Dwarves.

As always, Dwarves do what Dwarves do best – dig until they find something shiny or valuable (preferably both), and then leave to take it home and squabble over it. King Firefist of Karak Lorgrim was no exception; travelling unusually far afield – on a boat of all things – he spied Spire Island, and immediately set his miners to digging. Over the next 100 years they became quite wealthy, which served to attract all manner of beasts able to cross the nearby seas, including Goblins and Ogres. Giant invaders aside though, it was all going well for Old King Firefist, until his Dwarves uncovered a deep fiery cavern filled with Flame Rubies. They quickly liberated said rubies and returned to their king to show their prize.

Unbeknown to the Lorgrim Dwarves, these were Infernus’ rubies. Only a Dwarf could travel 500 miles with single-minded purpose and tunnel vision enough to miss the fact that an Ancient Fire Elemental had blown the top off of a mountain and followed them home. Needless to say, centuries later, Karak Lorgrim lies in ruins, its halls charred and burnt, and its occupants largely forgotten. And Infernus once again lives in his cavern with his precious Fire Rubies.