((cue music“Journey of the Sorcerer”))High atop the hill on the other side of the river. Ford and Arthur watched a wagon approaching. Trillian and Lintilla raced up behind them.
"Who is it Arthur? Can you make them out?"
"No not at all, they look, very small though. But look, ther 's two or three normal sized people coming along with them."
Trillan and Lintilla caught up with them now, Lintilla pulling out a small handheld telescope.
"Its Lintilla! Its my Clones" Arthur looked to her suddenly.
"Your Clones? You said they had gone off somewhere."
"Yes! and they are back, with help it looks like!" Lintilla said excitedly as she made toward the approaching wagon.
"Whats this all about Arthur?"
"Didn't you listen to me earlier Ford? There used to be millions of clones of Lintilla, now it looks like theres only a few left. I don't know about you, but we'll be glad to have some more of her around. She can be QUITE useful" Arthur said and gave chase.
Arthur smiled, Lintilla was one of the few people he had met that had not immediately yelled, shot, attacked or insulted him. It was a rare thing.
It wasn't long before the rest of the shipwrecked crew met up with the Other Lintillas, as well as some , curious, migrants.
"Dwarves? Is that true Lintilla?"
"I'm quite sure of it Lintilla, Lintilla and I have spent the last few months along these mountains and you would not believe the Diversity of spaients we have come across! Snakemen, Lizerdmen, Goatmen and a host of other beastly people all seem to inhabit this world, but it seems 'Dwarfs' are the predominate lifeform in this area. These Five have been traveling from one of the local kingdoms, apparently.." She said, leaning toward Lintilla closer now "Apparently, they came after seeing a great falling star, a strong Omen to them.
The leader of the five stout Dwarfs stepped forward as he heard the discussion, in front of him Ford, Arthur, Zaphod, Slartibardfast and Trillian.
"Ahoy thar! I am Mr.Bean! I have come from the Mountain home of Glorious SedNet with my crew, we have come seeking those that fell from the stars! It has been fortold they shall lead us to the Blood of Armok!" the stout Dwarf spoke as behind him, "Rawtooth" "Karza" "Samuel" and "loomer" looked on. Ford looked to Arthur, who looked to Trillian.
"I think they might be talking about the Magma, here let me talk to them."
She said as she approached a 6th Dwarf, one who Lintilla had said would be returning back to the Kingdom the others had come from.
The two talked quickly and as the others listened it became clear that these Dwarfs saw basic Volcanic lava, as a holy and worshiped force, it was known as the "The Blood of Armok" their fiercest God. And where ever it was found, Dwarf Cities soon popped up.
"You mean to tell me they plan on building a city here?"
"Well not yet, it starts with a small town first."
"But theres no room, where are they going to stay?" From bellow, a
"Mr.loomer" spoke up.
"We are Dwarfs! we live in the bones of the mountain! You live in the light! We live in the dark, we are 'Endarkend' after all. Our Messenger Iden shall send word back to the Mountain Home of our great Discovery here. For now however, there is much work to be done!" He said as behind him, his cohorts quickly grabbed shovels and pickaxes, and sped into the cave.
"Well would you look at that Ford! They don't hang around do they!"
"Seems so, Holy Zarquon listen! They're already digging in the cave we opened up." Ford said as stone and rock flew form the cave.
"They certainly seem at home with a pickax. Though they are a bit on the small size." Ford looked to Zaphod now who had a Drink in each arm.
"What do you think of all this eh Zaphod?"
"Hey man, I don't care what size these new cats are, as long as they brew better swill that what we've been cooking up." Ford nodded sagely, the distillery WAS working, but the items they were currently distilling was not at all what they were used to.
While Zaphod and Ford discussed the finer points of Alcohol, The Lintillas, Trillan and the leader of the Dwarfs were discussing what had now offically been designated as "
TallLabored[/i]" a new Dwarf outpost.
"The name fits StarPeople, You are tall, and you have done much work before we have come upon you. The name shall stand as testament to what you began. However... These are dangerous times Tall ones, there are foul creatures about this world."
"Yes we know, just before you arrived my friend Arthur tackled a little fuzzy thing that tried making away with some of our gear.
"Aye that be a Kolbold, they be wee kittens compared ta some of the other things out there. Goblins, and even Orcs roam these hills, If ye insist on living out in the world of light, ye going to be needing walls, an Lots of'em." Trillian looked to Lintilla.
"I'm a Physicist Mathematician and know my way around a Hyper drive and Improbability, but I think I might be stumped at Medieval Fortifications Lintilla." Lintilla nodded, but Mr.Bean spoke up once more.
"Don't ye worry, Your safety be our safety, we shall build this new Fortress together!"
With that, it was generally agreed that time for thinking of rebuilding spaceships had finally ended, and the time for thinking, in more mediaeval terms, had begun. Over the next few days, Dwarfs, Humans, Clones, Robots, Megrathians and Residents from the vicinity of Betelgeuse, bound by a common will began construction of a fortified encampment.
The slow Construction however brought to terms another concern. Winter was approaching.
Log of Mr.Bean the GrimIt has been three weeks since finding the sight of Armoks Blood. We rejoiced in the sight of it. There is no doubt now that those that came from the starts were indeed a great Omen. Plans are already under way for preparing, through Armoks great blessing, to divert His Blood into forges just under the Main Entrance. The Star People have done well in a short time and such surprises we have discovered!
Our first great discovery was a Golem! A clockwork Metal Man. The ancient scrolls speak of Many Golems, but there have been only a few described as the one we have come across. It speaks which is also a rare thing and calls itself "Marvin" We fear its
Chem must be very disturbed as it shows Emotion, yet the only emotion it displays seems to be Melancholy. It is still quite useful and has proved invaluable thus far.
We have also discovered a Sage among the StarPeople. By his great age and Robes we thought him to be a Wizard, but he did not have a pointy hat, and tells us the only 'Magic' he knows is with Coastlines, which is very odd.
There is a third oddity among them, a Man with Two heads and Three arms. My friends were quite fearful of him at first and cried out ETTIN when they saw his heads, yet he has made friends fast. the first night we held a great celebration for the discovery of Amroks Blood and by the Dark, he was able to drink three of my closest friends under the table! We swear there must be Dwarf Blood in him!
Still there is so much to do. The StarPeople sleep under the stars, while we have built into the Dark. Work is steady on the fortifications to close off our Valley here from invaders. I do not wish to give scare to the StarPeople but this land holds many Dangers and Winter is almost here.
The words of Mr.Bean the Grim"Its colder and colder these days Ford, those berries and vegetables we've been growing won't last much longer."
"Kin I make a suggestion Tallies" The Dwarf known as "loomer" looked up at them, he appeared to be holding a large purple mushroom.
"We call'em Plump Helmets, they grow anywhere, in anything, these we grow underground even with ice and snow outside."
"Eh, Fair enough, but how do they taste?" Arthur asked to the Dwarf who grinned.
"Ask ye three armed friend over there, he been drinking'em for almost a week now.
Ford and Arthur sighed. Somethings never changed.
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