Then sea tossed their small craft about violently. Korick glanced over at Arren as he barked orders, while fighting the waves with his ore. Korick an Idwel shared an ore trying to mach Arrens skill.
"Its just water Korick." He thought.
"Look at Arren and he's but a lad!"
His voice started softly but built into a thunderous roar!
In a deep dwarven baritone he belted out.
"Mountain Skies and caverns deep"
"We are warrior's born our honor to die"
"To the old Oaths we will keep"
"Beware our battle cry"
"Born of stone to it returned"
"The deep paths we will cross"
"Iron and coal we trod under foot"
"We will avenge ones loss"
"Day and night we forge in soot"
"Born of stone to it returned"
"An empire strong"
"With axe and shield we will defend"
"A worthy battle fought Long"
"Our victory's are Legend"
"Born of stone to it returned"
Again and again he sang the old dwarven hymn as they rowed through the turbulent seas. His voice became horse and his beard glistened with salt. Still he rowed and still he sang.
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