Our dwarves are continuing their journey. They're getting closer to their destination, but obviously something delays them again... Here we go!
"The road and nothing more..." sang Olmul.
"Is all that we can see..." sang Kin, who was apparently better.
"Hey Olmul! You can use sword well, right?" asked Alak.
"Right!" said Olmul. Then he smiled and asked: "You wanna gimme the cool one?"
"No. I want you to teach me what you know."
"Can I have a question?" asked Berath. " Why do we don't have some dogs or cats or whichever useful animals?"
"You dare to question usefulness of Unnos and Razes?!!" shouted Urnût.
"When I prepared this, I cared more about quality." said Alak. "Seemed you all were at least +dwarves+. Now it seems no more."
"Guys, you ate all the cheese when you were in desert!" said Ermis angrily.
"But I struck down a vulture!" Olmul said.
"It tasted awfully." said Urnût.
"Anyway, we should have asked Limulsheget for some food. We must get some now." said Ermis.
"Our destination is near, but I agree." said Alak. "Let's get something to eat."
"Hey, there are fish in the river!" called Urnût.
Olmul looked there, his eyes widened and shrunk again.
"No." he said. "We're not going to fish these fish."
"Definitely. They are Ertatlosh. We should..." started Vúsh, but Alak said:
"What's it again? Please, don't start with traditions again."
"This ain't only tradition." Olmul said. "These are tales of old times, where carps with their terrifying protruding mouths defeated many brave heroes... Foolish enough to face them."
"To hunt these, we have special warrior caste, Tathloshzat, devoted from youth into mastery of fighting Ertatlosh." said Vúsh.
"My uncle was Tathloshzat..." said Urnût. "But I am not gonna starve because of fairy tales!"
"Yeah! We will fish them, and we'll gloriously win over the carps!!!" said Alak.
"Okay. Let's do this. I'll get my tools of war." said Olmul.
The Conflict of Treacherous took place on the river of Lamigër. The dwarves attacked the carps, with their trickery. They hid themselves behind the rocks on the stormy river, and prepared to ambush carps passing through.
The next scene may seem strange for people familiar with real-life fishing. It was inevitable.
Berath tries to stab the muscular carp but it jumps away!
Olmul misses the carp!
The water splashes at Olmul but is easily parried by -oak wood shield-!
Kin hacks the carp with copper axe, bruising the fin!
Kin: "Curses!"
Alak tries to slash the fat carp with his searing metal sword, but it jumps away!
The water evaporated to steam! Fat Carp is surrounded by steam.
Fat carp gives into pain.
Olmul: "Death is all around us."
Alak: "How terrifying."
Berath throws the large copper dagger!
The spinning large copper dagger flies to Kin, but is deftly parried by cooper axe!
Kin: "You mad?!!"
Berath: "Sorry!"
Olmul slashes the muscular carp with his iron short sword!
The muscular carp was struck down.
Alak: "Okay, that should be enough. Grab the fish and off to the wagon we go!"