Yes
I wish i was a dwarf
Not like a midget or anything like that
A real flesh and blood person of the mountain
Every day i wish i could be within the deep bowels of the earth, extracting it's riches as i strike and shatter the stone with my mighty arms and sturdy pick.
The thought of finding some real valuables excite me to no end, silver, gems, GOLD!
And as i ascend from the dark caverns and haul up my bounty up to the illuminated glorious dwarven city of stone i am met by cheers and love from my fellow dwarves, both happy for my newfound wealth and the prosperity they'll gain from it by proxy.
I'll go to the best tavern in town and buy everyone 10 rounds, nights free on me!
That is when i'll meet her, this beautiful red haired diamond, with tits big enough to need two hands each to handle, yet firmer than the best dwarven made steel.
We'll have our first night together, there in that tavern.
Then after many other nights, we'll have a lil redhead of our own, and then perhaps a few more.
When threats appear to threaten my people and family i shall go on and defend it, upon the walls i shall stand and fire bolts from a crossbow onto the oncoming hordes, then if they should breach the walls i would grab my axe and perhaps give my life to make sure they go no further.
If i should live to an old age, so old that i cannot break the rock as well as i used to, i would become a jeweler.
Creating fine neckwear for the upper classes and maybe even some for the wife if it's in the budget.
Perhaps if i'm good enough word will spread about my high quality craft and even foreign kings and queens will seek my expertise, requesting such intricate and complex regalia that no mere mortal man could make, let alone fully comprehend, and i'd make it.
Then as the end approaches, i shall sleep with my wife the last time and feel satisfied with the dynasty and legacy i have left.
>How do you cope?
I don't, life's unfair and the world sucks
