Ôriésmin was a food based fortress, it was populated by many fat Dwarves who although they were fat spent most of their time hauling and building amazing statues for the corridors. Ôriésmin depended on the Traders who arrived every year, one year an Elven Caravan arrived and was deeply insulted by the Crafts of the Dwarves. they left without even trying one of their foods!
Because they depended on the Traders, Ôriésmin slowly starved. there were many attempts at self sufficiency but they all failed, Brutal fights began in the corridors, the Children were locked in a room and died of thirst, they Miners were thrown down into the Mines, the Magma flows that brought riches to Ôriésmin were tipped down into the Mines to seal the Miners in. Blood and limbs scattered the once beautiful corridors, once a buzzing hub of haulers and eaters now turned to a blooded mess.
Ôriésmin fell that year, they Traders returned when the last Dwarves took refuge, only to starve when they did not have any drink nor Food prepared. But the above ground Dwarves were not the last, the small band of Miners were trying to escape, they headed for the Northern exit out of the Mines but the Bridge above a Dwarven Made Magma Lake had collapsed. luckily there was a wooden stockpile beside them and they built a floor across the Lake, only it to set fire and they fall to their deaths.
Here ends the reign of Ôriésmin, the great fatty Dwarven Kingdom.