1645. Many Many Runes

"Bridges down! Ropes tied!" The shouts went out again but with double the effect. The shouts and cheers resounded back and forth between the three shops as those that worked the third ship came to the first.

" the king of the surface took the helm of a ship? I thought you would be all the way back home organizing troops." Walker did not hide his thoughts. He wanted to join in on the bright mood the king of the surface had.

"These are part of the army I control now. Should I disappoint every dwarf that fights with me and miss this chance? Our trade routes will even conquer the vast oceans. How could I miss this chance!"  The booming laughter that echoed after showed the true happiness that broke the rough exterior of the dwarf. The ever tough king of the surface and commander of dwarves golems. 

"A little repetitive but full of energy."