Kube Rostvov

Far, far away in a land distant far from the chaos of Rathnir and the peace of Eldham, there was a hobbit village, a peaceful tiny hobbit village hidden by the mountains surrounding itself. And this is where Kube Rostvov comes in, see unlike the other hobbits kube was only half hobbit other being half dwarf making him stand out and being more strong and being able to live longer than the rest of them  (250 years to be exact). He is also quite a loyal fellow too, some would say. Although if it was in the face of death kube would rather hide and never be seen again.

He grew up with no father and his mother never spoke of him other than he was a warrior fighting for a kingdom till he came across the lands of where they lived. Kube also had an older brother who left when Kube was only 7, to see the world of rathnir and the adventure it had to offer, his brother was never seen again by Kube.

Years later when kube is 30 he is off to the university of building and design. When he kisses his mother goodbye and leaves his house he is came to a halt by a carriage that seems to be full of golden wheat, Kube (in complete shock) rubs his eyes to see if the wheat really is made of gold, surprisingly yes the carriage really is full of golden wheat. But just as kube was about to make his way and act like he saw nothing the carriage hits a rock causing an amulet to fall out of the carriage. Kube picked up the amulet and looked up to see where the driver of the carriage was and he was no where to be seen. He scraped off all the dirt and wheat off of the amulet to see a beautiful emerald green jewel inside a golden case. Suddenly without warning the amulet starting glowing and green sparks came out of it, by the                                                                                                                           blink of an eye kube had found himself inside a marketplace with a sign saying                                                                                                                                  "the market of rathnir".

Kube after searching for around market area came across a shipyard with a boat going towards uldarash, Arivind. not having any where else to go kube went on the boat waiting for it to take him where ever he was going. It took many nights to get to their destination, but eventually the schooner came to a dock made out of black stone with a mighty city behind it, there where other ships made out of quartz and all sorts of valuable materials. All the passengers were then taken onto a carriage through the city and into the country side. after a phew hours Kube was taken to a village hidden by the mountains surrounding the village. Everyone was then taken to a recruiting office where they would get given a job to do and a home. Kube was given the building job and had to live on the outskirts of the town.

After a phew years had passed kube had changed his jobbed to bakery and figured out that his father grew up here in Kingdom of Aravind. But the government here was slowly declining and by the end of July Aravind was a fallen kingdom. Kube was quite downhearted that a kingdom his father grew up had fallen only 2 years of him living there, but "what can you do" sighed kube and he took all his valuable things and searched for a new home. Kube had spent a month being a nomad and trying to find somewhere to live. Till eventually he came across a small desert fishing village in the Emirate of Najer. They took Kube in with open arms and gave him a job and a home right away. The town was owned by a man named Magma and the town's name was Skahashi. Kube had gotten a promotion as head builder, and soon the tiny fishing village had turned into an entire city. Everything was going well for kube till one day on the 10th of October Kube had awoken under a pile of ruble. After an hour kube had managed to make his way out just to see his house destroyed and all his things gone. The area was a complete ghost town, there was no one in sight.

Kube had found him self right back where he started. As a nomad. It took days, weeks, months even to find another home. But after ages of searching through mountains, hills, valleys, desserts