Dwarf kind had spread across the world.. Even the goblins had been pushed back into small crevices.
There was hardly a need to produce weapons anymore, for anyone save caravan guards, though, dwarves being dwarves, we made them anyway. Oh yes, thousands upon thousands, we didnt even NEED that legendary adamantine that nobody seemed to get, though we wanted it.. Oh yes.. We wanted it!
Of course there wasn't enough BOOZE but then, when is there?
Anywho, those parts arn't important for the epoch I shall be telling you about today, my children, the important part begins with a small group of traders, The Future Torch, and their journey through the treacherous lands of Earthbitten, so as to trade the goods created by the great Sculpted Fence with the other nations.
Of course, as in all journeys, it did not go to plan. As they were going along, the driver fell asleep, and the wagon crashed straight into a boulder!
As the dwarves all roused themselves from their drunken stupor.. They realised they were not where they wanted to be, infact this was the LAST place they wanted to be.
Stumbling about in confusion, with no leader and no plan would certainly not work in a place like this, no they needed direction.
Especially since the wolves Garrett, the ever eagre crossbowman noticed were not wolves at all.. But a pack of drooling.. Rotting.. Evil Zombie Wolves! Oh my!!
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Okay guys, what orders will you give?! So far only Peregarrett has told me anything, though nothing that -really- relates to what is currently going on, unless you want him to go hunt zombie wolves..
Also, with permission, I'd like to give 1 or two orders (just for the beginning, ie now!!) that your guys didnt make themselves, so as not to be pwned by zombie wolves within 1/2 of a second of hitting *unpause*