This he wished to give to his father’s brother. Striving to be the best in each craft he kept honing his skills managing to create what would be classified in any city of elves, men, or dwarves as a great work. He had now become a man learning the ways of the craft and the name of that bitter drink "beer" (a much-loved beverage by this point in time).
As a boy he was once fascinated in the workings of the mines, the beauty of gems, the wonderful smells that food could produce, and the bitter drinks he occasionally sipped from his father’s mug while he was not looking. Many years had Tustur spent in the dwarven mines, seeking perfection in his crafts.
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