Nil picked up the hood of his robe aainst the gale of ice and hail.The others where far behind him,stumbling and tripping on the slick ice.He sighed and stood still,waiting for them to cacth up.
To him the ice brought back memorys of his old home in Ragsword. When he could hear the others grumbling he set back off at a brisk pace,
looking at Magnitite compass in his hand, he relit his torch and he looked for a end of the snow and saw a small clearing to the north.
He walked towards it and soon they where on a open plain of ice. He looked toward the south and saw the storm still raging.
He waited for the other dwarves to find him before continueing onward toward the northren mountains.While he was walking he went over the reasons why he was here,why the 6 dwarves followed him and why he hated his nation. He was woke from his reviere by Dastot one of his old gaurd who asked him,
"Sir not be insuborititnarary but the others,especialy the noble, are wonderingg,uhm...if you know where your going?",
Nil stopped walking and said to Dastot,"Tell the Noble that i know exactly where im going."
*Five Days later*
It is the first of granite and the group has arrived at the edge of the Northren mountains.Nil immeditly orders one of the Followers to start mining out the basic necessitys.While he goes hunting with Dastot.But of course the Noble starts whining about not having a house made for him fast enough.
((this is a community game.Using the spartan challenge.))
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