Rise of the Thrall Lord
Gnogen - The Dwarf - Part 3
After the shaft was caved in, Gnogen and Mikhlin worked together to make a stonework wall on their side of the rubble. In the middle of the wall was the shape of the rune that meant, “drow.” Hjillik then placed some wards to help protect from another incursion. Throughout it all, Gnogen taught Joggren how to choose the proper stones and how to fit them. Joggren remembered how the humans he had met had broken the stones and used mortar to set them, and their walls were still not as sturdy as a dwarven wall.
Once they were finished, Gnogen recommended they start heading back to Gravenhold. They all agreed to the wisdom of it. Their buggy was almost filled and Hjillik would need time to recover and pray. Joggren had been excited and impatient on the way down to the mainshaft, so he hadn’t noticed the stonework supports and murals. But now his eyes were open and seeing. The runes and pictures built into them spoke the history of the dwarfs who had lived to build them. The tunnels had not been dug. They had been won in frequent battles with the myriad creatures populating the subterranean world.
Days later, the group felt themselves passing through the magical wards protecting Gravenhold from intruders. They hadn’t slept, but weariness and dwarfs were rare companions. They were welcomed back to The Miners’ Hall with heartfelt cheer. Mugs of mead and ale were passed around with truffelcakes in sugarlichen syrup. Gnogen and Mikhlin spoke seriously with the elders in the hall about their encounter with the drow. Hjillik brought the bag of holding into the temple for cleansing.
Joggren walked through the hall and just took it all in. The Miners’ Hall had been a blur when he had walked through it on his way down to the mine. The stonework in the hall was such that as Joggren moved from one place to another the figures in the murals moved as well. The page of a book turned. Ships sailed over the crests of waves. Buggies rolled out of tunnels and dropped their loads of gold on the floor. The elves Joggren had traveled with had scoffed at dwarfs as simple folk who dug mines and loved rocks. How little they knew. Unfortunately, the influence of the elves on the writers of the Gazzetteer caused everyone to have an unfair and drastically incomplete view of the dwarfs. No one from The Gazzetteer had ever visited Gravenhold or seen its wonders, so how would they know the truth? Joggren had been impressed by the elves as well as by humans and gnomes he had encountered in his travels. But Joggren saw nothing that would give them the right to feel superior to the Dwarfs of Gravehold.