Steadfast friend to Ôrn from their boyhood together, Zrôr the Loyal departed the Great North-hall with grief. He loved the city: its stalactite gardens; mine tunnels of ruby, sapphire, and olivine; avenues flanked by king's statues; and courts lit with flashing lanterns of diamond and alabaster. But his friend's example was too clear to be ignored: Zror followed Ôrn, who would not forsake Brôv Grimfist. In Nulukkizdin, Zrôr's smith-craft won renown, for his genius guided the sculpting done to this new cavern home.