There didn’t seem like a right or wrong answer to what the thane wanted from Aurar. The realization of this dawned heavily on him as he walked back into the sunlight. The constant clanking of armour rang behind him. Ching, ching as dwarven metal met each other. Aurar himself dawned a unique pair one he had not worn in decades along with his axe along his waste. Many onlookers cheered and move out the way as he walked with in a column.
When the thane said he wanted to make a mark on the humans and to give them a feeling of indebtedness the thane was not lying for Aurar had been given two thousand dwarf warriors varying from heavy to light with crossbow men and g*n powder. Wagons crawled behind them carrying supplies and the most important thing to a dwarf as well a fresh supply of ale.
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