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*The sound of a warning bell is heard from the Hammerite Islands, home of the Dwarven Armada. All across Anthos the air is turned black with smoke as the great steam Navy of the Dwarves gathers*

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Hodir Doomforge rocks back and forth in his chair as he reaches over to the bowl of mushroom stew to his right, the stew old and mushy as you can clearly see the fungus nearly covering the entire stew. With a grunt Hodir quickly gulps away his entire meal with only a slight grimmace, he continues rocking as he mutters the following words repeatedly. "Yuu' an' me be we, yuu' an' me be we, yuu' an' me be we, yuu' an' me be we,"

 

Kal'Urir remains silent but is filled with whispers, atleast the lava still flows.

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"Dis gun'ha beh fun..."

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