Abdar, Silver Marshes
""Our league should be, must be, engaged in building an empire. So mighty that the orcs can be scoured from the mountains once and for all." -- King Harbromm.
The Dwarven Fortress. First line of defense in the Silver Marshes against orcish invaders. As impenetrable as it was unwelcoming to outsiders. You bribed your way in with invaluable mithril. The Iron Hand struck a pact with the orcs to lay siege to the city - a diversion, to enable its sneaks to steal the Ambrosian ingredient. Two betrayals later, you were the ones who walked away with the prize. Yet the Dwarven lord will remember your insult.
DM Xanatos Gambit