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ManaAvery had three layers of fur coats, and still he felt the frost on his bone. What a horrible place, if anything the boss should be happy she was enslaved and brought to a desert. Who would want to live in such a bleak cold place. Avery had no intention of ever coming to Iceberg, until he saw the want in his boss eyes as some Hoity Toity leader named Lumikki called all able bodies to Yallguard. Keeping his hands in his pocket he’d be looking down following his boss since they embarked off the carriage.
”What a shhhittty place, its just cold and everyone looks serious.”
Avery didn’t think it could get any worse, until he saw other dwarves. He always knew that was the reason the boss wanted to come here, his fear was she abandon him for her old race and family. Avery couldn’t afford the same luxury, being separated and lost from his whole species. If any still existed, they were a meek people, a rarity among his kind for being able to heal others he was special even in his village. Here there were dwarven merchants aplenty selling artifacts and other rare wares, it seemed unlikely they’d steal from her own people? Avery would observe Thunder close to see how she responded upon seeing so many of her own people.
She was also getting stares a plenty, some staring at her youth others at body parts, they reminded him of the more lustful of the slave masters he had encountered while being traded. That was one benefit of being a sponge, not many were interested in anything but bullying him. The wind would cut through all his thoughts, how anyone would ever want to live on a mountain still vexed him.
”Boss, we’re not going to be here too long right? A sponge can’t take this kind of cold for long.”
WC:316
”What a shhhittty place, its just cold and everyone looks serious.”
Avery didn’t think it could get any worse, until he saw other dwarves. He always knew that was the reason the boss wanted to come here, his fear was she abandon him for her old race and family. Avery couldn’t afford the same luxury, being separated and lost from his whole species. If any still existed, they were a meek people, a rarity among his kind for being able to heal others he was special even in his village. Here there were dwarven merchants aplenty selling artifacts and other rare wares, it seemed unlikely they’d steal from her own people? Avery would observe Thunder close to see how she responded upon seeing so many of her own people.
She was also getting stares a plenty, some staring at her youth others at body parts, they reminded him of the more lustful of the slave masters he had encountered while being traded. That was one benefit of being a sponge, not many were interested in anything but bullying him. The wind would cut through all his thoughts, how anyone would ever want to live on a mountain still vexed him.
”Boss, we’re not going to be here too long right? A sponge can’t take this kind of cold for long.”
WC:316
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