Hanarr, was a jolly old Dwarf. He was a silkworm farmer. Spending his days tending to the white worms of the dark, he would feed them, talk to them, and play with them. He clearly enjoyed his job. He told me that silk was the primary fabric of the dwarves. Neither cotton or flax grew in the dark, but the worms thrived without the sun. He would collect the silk threads and deliver them to the spinners, dyers, and weavers.