Well do to lazyness and lack of stuff to do I am embarking today.
The caravan came of over the hill just in time to catch the first rays of the rising sun. The caravan consisted of the remains of the expedition party, 7 brave and battered dwarves who had survived the various attacks of the undead horde that plagued the land. The part had one devoted fighter,Stronghammer. Stronghammer had taken over the leadership of the caravan when the other soldiers had all parished in the fighting. The others who joined him was Meph the one who had located the spot to embark to and was to take care of all paperwork, Hugo normally a smith by trade yet had been of great help in holding the dead back with the blade of his axe. Ross, was concidered by everyone to be the most important and loved of the dwarves for he was the brewer and cook of the expedition. He also claimed to be ok with a sword, yet non of the others would let him demonstrate or help in the defence as they feared his death. The caravan had also been accompanied by several talented craftsmen, yet the only one that remained was Great-Wyrm, the stonecrafter though he constantly told everyone how he was a skilled mason and was to be the best in the world. The last members that made up the ragtag band of dwarves was the two nameless miners, who seemed to talk to no one and never spoke. This group was to setup a new outpost for the dwarven empire, to help bring about prosperity and safety to the empire.
Stronghammer looked out over the valley that they sat in taking in the river and the nearby volcano. The turned shaking his head at Meph's idea of "Ideal location". "Hey Meph ye pencil pusher is this the spot?"
Meph hurried over dropping small pieces of paper and dripping ink from his open ink bottle. He did a quick look at the map and then gazed out over the valley. "Yup right here is perfect!"
Hugo hopped off the wagon and took a view of the area before chipping in his two cents "Well we got an endless supply of lava, which is good for smithing." Ross also picked this time to unhich the ox and thus making the discussion moot. "Well its got water, and plants, and rock for pots, all oh which means booze." The dwarves at the hint that booze might soon be flowing all agreed with Ross that this was the ideal spot.
Stronghammer turned to the two miners and began to bark orders to the nameless fellows to dig out their home. Just as thhey began to carve out their homes Great-Wyrm bellowed "DONT USE THAT ROOOCK!!!" All the others paused in unloading the wagon or carving out the hole. Meph scurried over to Great-wyrm quite curious as to the complaint, as he was quite sure this would be the perfect spot. "Why not that rock?" Great-Wyrm puffed up his chest, making himself look much like an over stuffed plump helmet. "We should use that rock to build blocks and then I will use my great skill of masonary to build a fort above the ground, dominating the valley!!!"
The dwarves all stood blinking for several moments before they reacted. Stronghammer and Hugo immediately began howling with laughter as they resumed emptying the wagon, Meph scratched his quill against his head quite puzzeled at the preposterous idea. THe miners just shook their heads and resumed their tunneling and Ross just wondered off to collect brewing plants. As the dwarves scattered Great-Wyrm looked about quite confused, for what dwarf wouldnt want him to build them a brick house above the ground.
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