A mission goes wrong when the Drop Pod fails to extract. Abandoned thousands of meters underground by Mission Control, the Dwarves are determined to return to the Space Rig.

A dwarf, Urist, is possessed by a strange mood, and makes his way deep into the mines for a moonlight rendezvous.

Iron-Hand Arms. The lovechild of you and your Dwarven business associate Gilda. All is going well until an old grudge results in Gilda being cursed with--age regression; it appears the curse has some other side-effects as well. Enjoy, brothers.

It was a good day for Karlyn, the dwarven hammerer. Not only did she get another chance to administer justice—which she had always enjoyed doing—but the criminal to be punished this time was Bernom Tukorohk, the quiet craftsdwarf who dominated her sexual fantasies. It was a good thing her office didn't have any windows.

Experimenting with third person past tense and wondering if maybe just because I could, doesn't mean I should. As an operative of the Deep Rock Galactic mining company and a proper dwarf, the only things that truly matter are a hard day's mine and a nice mug of beer. However, after rescuing your comrade and making a shocking discovery, perhaps other things might not be so bad... Left Aurin's gender neutral in the beginning so you can take it whichever way you want.