Saeldir began to explain in more detail about what the inevetable Great Calamity actually was. He told it in the clearest but most concise sentences. The most important thing is how he explains the danger and destruction that it will bring, so that it will have a big impact on the Dwarf King and his people who listen to him in this room.
Saeldir's recounting of the Great Calamity left the room in a heavy silence. The assembled Dwarves stood transfixed, their faces etched with shock and concern. The vivid images painted by Saeldir's words had brought to life the impending disaster, making the threat all too real.
The Dwarf king, his expression grave, broke the silence. "The Great Calamity... such devastation... We thought it was but a legend, a tale to warn our young ones."
Saeldir nodded solemnly. "It is no legend, Your Majesty. The signs are clear, and the darkness is spreading. We must act swiftly if we are to prevent the worst."
The king leaned forward on his throne, his eyes narrowing with determination. "And what is it you seek from us, Elf Archmage? What aid can the Khazadrim Kingdom provide in the face of such peril?"
Saeldir took a deep breath before speaking, his voice steady and resolute. "Your Majesty, we seek the Sacred Hammer of Khazadrim. It is said to possess unparalleled power, capable of forging weapons imbued with immense strength and resilience. We believe that with the Sacred Hammer, we can create the arms necessary to combat the forces of the Great Calamity."
A murmur ran through the room as the Dwarves exchanged worried glances. The Sacred Hammer was a relic of their kingdom, a symbol of their heritage and might. To use it in such a manner was no small request.
The king's gaze hardened, his eyes reflecting the weight of the decision before him. "The Sacred Hammer is our most prized possession, a symbol of our kingdom's strength. To use it for this purpose... it is not a decision to be made lightly."
Saeldir stepped forward, his voice filled with urgency. "Your Majesty, the calamity we face is unlike anything our world has ever seen. The forces of darkness are vast and relentless.
"Without the power of the Sacred Hammer, we stand little chance of turning the tide. We ask not out of greed or ambition, but out of a desperate need to save all that we hold dear."
The king's eyes locked onto Saeldir's, searching for any hint of deceit or ulterior motive. Finding none, he leaned back in his throne, deep in thought. The chamber fell silent once more, the tension palpable as everyone awaited the king's decision.
Erend, Adrien, and Billy each nodded in thanks, their expressions reflecting a mix of relief and contemplation.
Saeldir offered a polite smile. "Thank you for your hospitality. We appreciate it greatly."
As the guard departed, the group settled into their temporary quarters. The weight of their mission still loomed heavily, but for now there's nothing they can do about that.
The flickering fire in the hearth cast dancing shadows on their faces, emphasizing the concern etched into their expressions.
Adrien broke the silence first. "We don't have the luxury of time. Every moment we spend here, the threat of the Great Calamity grows stronger."
Billy nodded in agreement. "What if it takes them days? Or even weeks? The situation is dire out there."
Saeldir, seated at the table with his fingers steepled in thought, looked up at his companions. "The Dwarves are meticulous and thorough. They won't be swayed by words alone, and they have every right to be cautious. Their kingdom has endured for centuries by being careful. But you're right—we can't afford a lengthy delay."
"We need that Sacred Hammer. Without it, we stand little chance against the full force of the Calamity. But we also need to respect the Dwarves' process. Rushing them or appearing impatient could sour our relationship and hinder our chances of getting their help," Adrius said.
Saeldir glanced around the room, his eyes settling on the fire. "We've come this far together. Lets just wait and stay focused and ready to act the moment we get their answer."
Adrien placed a reassuring hand on Billy's shoulder. "Your're right. And in the meantime, we should rest and gather our strength. We'll need every bit of it."
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