The Great Forge

[gbbishop]

The fire-haired dwarf stumped off a boat moored in the harbor of Port Avanthyr. He looked about for a short moment. Then proceeded down the gangplank. He knew this was the spot. A trader had given him the information some months ago, rather unwillingly at that. The information had brought him here to the Sundered Valley. Oh he had work to do, if he had any chance at all of avoiding certain doom. Laughter followed him. He turned to confront his nemesis, but it was only the captain and his crew.

Shoulders now hunched and eyes wary. "Could it b' possible." He mumble aloud. "Am oi never ta be free...."