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Legend speaks of a place, miles up high. A mountainous hill, covered in snow, battered by horse and cart. Legend has it that The almighty god Zeta made it, as a place of peace, freedom, and enjoyment. Atop that hill, is a city. Made from gold, each building carefully plated with obsidian and emeralds. Drunk dwarves spin in and out of Ye Olde Tavern, Kids dance around the waterfalls, nazguls race across the sky, orcs and trolls, practice battle, elves chop their wood merrily. Humans build vast towers. Mines are filled with singing (drunk) dwarves, as they hit the ground with their wooden pick axes, the farms are ripe with tomatoes and potatoes, carrots and melons, pumpkins and wheat, sugarcane and beans. This is Peakfrost Hill