It was early morning and the city was still enveloped in a deep sleep. As the sun rose, the sounds of steam rushing through pipes echoed in the distance. Towards the river were many factories that started production at dawn. As the steam horn blew, the city slowly and regretfully comes alive. Most of the jobs were excavation jobs. There were rumors of ore stronger than any medal known at the time. There were also scholars swarming to the underground ruins to learn more of the ancient people who once lived there.