Chapter 1136: Sculptors
Karl was nearly out of armour sets when he got the message from Sapphire that the sculptors had arrived.
The Dwarves were still in the yard when Karl walked out of the Library. The workmanship of the aging stone building had pulled them into intense discussion on what could be done to the old barracks building without completely tearing it down, but Karl could tell that they were also enjoying the stress relief of the healing totem in the yard.
All of them had luggage with them, on top of what was surely in their inventory.
"Good afternoon gentlemen. I am Karl, the Drodh Branch Leader of the Darklight Host. It’s a pleasure to meet you all."
The Dwarves nodded politely, and one middle-aged man stepped forward.
"I am Master Geralt. I am looking forward to working with you. From what we have seen, Drodh is quite different from Bara, but in a good way. Quite friendly."
The other Dwarves laughed, and the Master shrugged. "I thought that the best way to get here would be a straight line down the side streets. But apparently, Demons don’t build their cities that way.
We may have ended up in the more interesting parts of town."
Karl laughed and shook his head. "If you came here from the portal platform, you didn’t. There are some interesting sorts on the west side, but the east side is where all the questionable activities happen.
I recommend that you not go before you’re familiar with the city, at the very least.
The Demons are quite friendly, though. At least most of the time."