Chapter 378: Batrire’s Home
“You’ve been gone a while. You two have missed out on a lot since that fateful day.”
Max watched as the three dwarves walked ahead of Tanila, Cordellia, and himself, each of them having spent some time already discussing the goings-on of the city.
“Nomgrom has been busy since the last brew festival, and your father won another trophy to put on his wall.”
“How many does that make? Seventeen?” Fowl asked.
“Eighteen,” Batrire replied. “He’ll be excited about that. What about the rest of the city?”
Max sensed a slight shift in how Gatzer’s stride stiffened, the older dwarf almost seeming to pull up as he took a moment to reply.
“There have been many who have gone to the capital. Fowl’s parents and one of his brothers have all left and are now working there.”
“What?!” their warrior exclaimed, grabbing the other dwarf by the shoulder and spinning him around. “They left their forge?! Why?”
“Don’t worry. Your other two brothers and sister are there, still carrying on the family name, just that the… king needed a few more weapon and armor smiths. He had a contest, and well… your mother produced an armor set, while your father produced a hammer and axe that won. They were things of beauty.”