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Malakath - Terragrith Mountains - Grackthall
There were few things in this world that could make Oda feel uncomfortable.
He had faced the breath of a dragon. The Axe of a man trying to kill him. The poison of a woman scorned. Over his lifetime he had been cut, bruised, broken, and torn into pieces. All of these things were a matter of fact, they were a part of his life. Never had he thought them an obstacle. Never had any of them given him an ounce of hesitation.
Grakthall did.
The great city of the Drawgur put a distinct anxiety in his chest that he could never admit to. Buried beneath the Terragrith Mountain's of the east, the Drawgur had built a metropolis that sprawled beneath the earth itself. Larger even than Thanasis, the drawing tunnels and spreading metropolis stood not upon Malakath, but below.
In the west, some called the Drawgur Dwarves. Though their ashen skin and bright eyes marked them apart from their cousins. These people were industrious, intelligence, and ever mercantile. Though their hearts stood to invention, they knew the keys of the world were rooted in trade. That was why Oda was here, to protect a delegation of politicians that had been sent to reach an accord.
Thanasis lay more than a thousand miles from the gates of Grackthall, yet such distance was no measure for the Drawgur.
A bargain had already been struck, and despite the thousands of miles between their cities the people under the mountains had agreed to dig. A passage would be created between the two great cities. Dredged from the earth, and created so the two could strive in trade and war.
That was truly why Oda was here.
There were not many Dragons which would venture deep beneath the earth, but Arkhys had been wrought to heel. Despite the Hellfire's distaste of the underground, he followed Oda's command. Even so far beneath the earth, where the sun was far and the sky farther, the Hellfire stood mere meters behind the excavation team. His mouth an ever creasing scowl. "A pocket?"
Oda asked the Drawgur before him. The stout engineer tilting his head in a nod.
"A cavern, three hundred meters tall. The Diggers reached it this morn." He said with a frown. "We thought it best you..explore it first."
A glance was cast behind the warriors side, and slowly Oda tilted his head in a nod. "We will find if anything lays within the depths. I will gather the others."
Oda stated, as though there was no choice in the matter.
There were few things in this world that could make Oda feel uncomfortable.
He had faced the breath of a dragon. The Axe of a man trying to kill him. The poison of a woman scorned. Over his lifetime he had been cut, bruised, broken, and torn into pieces. All of these things were a matter of fact, they were a part of his life. Never had he thought them an obstacle. Never had any of them given him an ounce of hesitation.
Grakthall did.
The great city of the Drawgur put a distinct anxiety in his chest that he could never admit to. Buried beneath the Terragrith Mountain's of the east, the Drawgur had built a metropolis that sprawled beneath the earth itself. Larger even than Thanasis, the drawing tunnels and spreading metropolis stood not upon Malakath, but below.
In the west, some called the Drawgur Dwarves. Though their ashen skin and bright eyes marked them apart from their cousins. These people were industrious, intelligence, and ever mercantile. Though their hearts stood to invention, they knew the keys of the world were rooted in trade. That was why Oda was here, to protect a delegation of politicians that had been sent to reach an accord.
Thanasis lay more than a thousand miles from the gates of Grackthall, yet such distance was no measure for the Drawgur.
A bargain had already been struck, and despite the thousands of miles between their cities the people under the mountains had agreed to dig. A passage would be created between the two great cities. Dredged from the earth, and created so the two could strive in trade and war.
That was truly why Oda was here.
There were not many Dragons which would venture deep beneath the earth, but Arkhys had been wrought to heel. Despite the Hellfire's distaste of the underground, he followed Oda's command. Even so far beneath the earth, where the sun was far and the sky farther, the Hellfire stood mere meters behind the excavation team. His mouth an ever creasing scowl. "A pocket?"
Oda asked the Drawgur before him. The stout engineer tilting his head in a nod.
"A cavern, three hundred meters tall. The Diggers reached it this morn." He said with a frown. "We thought it best you..explore it first."
A glance was cast behind the warriors side, and slowly Oda tilted his head in a nod. "We will find if anything lays within the depths. I will gather the others."
Oda stated, as though there was no choice in the matter.
