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Himaran · 10-10-2003, 05:20 PM

Dwarves

Olin grunted under the weight of the emmense stone, tripping several times during his walk to the house's foundation. Several other dwarves hurried over to relieve him of his burden, and he lowered it into their waiting arms gratefully. Wipeing trickles of sweat off his brow, the dwarf watched as the workers spread morter over the flat rock wall and placed the fresh stone onto it squarely.

Far more a fighter than a worker in mind, Olin was already tired of the repetitive building and the constant bickering among the other dwarves. He continued working stoicly, however, knowing that the job would not be accomplished any quicker if he quit working. Soon it began to rain, and heavy droplets pattered the tents and inhabitants of the settlement. The water did little to help the mortar harden, and soon rocks which had been placed an hour earlier began to slide out of place as the subtance holding them together began moist. Soon heavy stones were falling everywhere; as were the dwarves that attempted to carry and secure them. Eventually, the dwarven taskmaster ordered a break, and the weary and annoyed workers returned to their tents to rest and eat.

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10-10-2003, 05:20 PM	#11
Himaran Ash of Orodruin Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thangorodrim Posts: 777	Dwarves Olin grunted under the weight of the emmense stone, tripping several times during his walk to the house's foundation. Several other dwarves hurried over to relieve him of his burden, and he lowered it into their waiting arms gratefully. Wipeing trickles of sweat off his brow, the dwarf watched as the workers spread morter over the flat rock wall and placed the fresh stone onto it squarely. Far more a fighter than a worker in mind, Olin was already tired of the repetitive building and the constant bickering among the other dwarves. He continued working stoicly, however, knowing that the job would not be accomplished any quicker if he quit working. Soon it began to rain, and heavy droplets pattered the tents and inhabitants of the settlement. The water did little to help the mortar harden, and soon rocks which had been placed an hour earlier began to slide out of place as the subtance holding them together began moist. Soon heavy stones were falling everywhere; as were the dwarves that attempted to carry and secure them. Eventually, the dwarven taskmaster ordered a break, and the weary and annoyed workers returned to their tents to rest and eat. [ October 21, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]