If you expect anything other than what I'm about to describe, go take it up with your local bard. For my part, I'd heard myths of the "Deep Dwarves", the chaotic, insane, near blind near feral things that lived deep in the earth.
So, emerging from a tunnel into a stone box with machicolations in all walls, and a murder grate in the roof? That was fine.
Being escorted through multiple corridor sections, fortified the same? That was also expected.
Beyond the main gate? It was what a dwarven city would look like if you sectioned it off vertically with slabs of bedrock. All right angles, all the stonework covered in tiny ward-runes...
"It's... almost normal." I said.
Blackrock broke out laughing.
"Shut up, Kantud." Gondon said. <1>
He didn't.
"What were you expecting?" Gondon asked.
"Well..."
"Be honest." Kantud said. "It'll be funny."
Wow. Still a record forty chapters behind. I could (and probably will) do double chapters for a month and still not catch up.
But first, I'll need to find my balance at the new job.
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