Willian and Sarina finished their business after one full night and the two came out of the room early in the morning. The requirements stated by the dwarf craftsmen have all been shared among the other members of the team and they have begun to move the material in batches.
The dwarf leader had asked the people to help to craft their own armor and weapons. Willian was the first one to step up. The armor he chose was a soft leather overcoat, a hat, long boots, and gloves for brawling. The weapon he chose was a broadsword, similar to his masters. This was the weapon he was most proficient in using. However, he has never used this weapon because hunting is different then slaughter.
This time he was not going in for hunting, but once the sword is drawn. It will be a slaughter. He would be facing the abominations who did not deserve his meticulous measures. A smithy was set up in the Palace, and Willian stepped inside.
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