74 Chapter 74 (2/2)
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”Oi didn't ya hear me lad? I ain't got any time to make your spears let alone work on revarium for your little lady friend.” Marik jeered, only stopping his work to give Aerwyn an annoyed look.
”I heard ya, don't bite my head off. I said i wanted to ask about it, not that i wanted you to make it right away.”
”I'm busy, make it quick. What'd ya want to know?”
”How long does it take to craft... say a sword? I imagine the metal is more difficult to work with than steel considering it's strength.”
”You're right, the metal is stubborn. It's resistant to heat and without the help of a mage that can cast flame spells, the forging of the blade alone can take weeks of continuous hammering.”
”That long? What about if you had a fire mage to help?”
”Depends on the blacksmith but i'd say a week, maybe two if they're slow. Now if you're done leave this poor blacksmith to his misery. Oh and Weyn should be arriving in two days so if you plan to catch him stick around Setrhyn.”
”Ah, i forgot about that. I don't have anything with me... I'll have to catch him next time unless he wants to travel out to Ardin.”
”And how would he get his carriages there without any roads lad?” Marik spoke in a mocking tone.
”...Next time it is then! I'll see you later Marik.”
Marik raised a valid point, if he planned to trade any tangible amount of goods with them in the future perhaps clearing a small path through the forest might be wise. That plan would have to wait however, there was much to do and he still had too few undead to enact all his plans at once. Aerwyn packed up the spears onto the zin beetles backs and headed back to Tylin's.
His undead were ready to leave when he returned and Aerwyn wasted no time before heading off to the ships with all his loot. The elves of Lyr that had joined him in battle, joined him once again for the trip back to the ships. Tylin was there as well to pass along Setrhyn's decision and to work out the details amongst the remaining elves of Lyr once they arrived back in Ardin. The elves would probably end up staying at Ardin for a few days before splitting up with some returning to Lyr, some to Setrhyn, and some remaining in Ardin to begin building homes.
Along the way Aerwyn checked in with his jakku making sure the ships were safe before checking in on the three that followed the orcs back to their village. The orc village was smaller than he imagined since according to Master Ferlin, it had a population similar to Setrhyn. The walls and buildings were mostly built with wood while a few larger stone structures appeared near the northern wall.
The village was fairly quiet and Aerwyn didn't see any signs of the orcs preparing to attack again so he left the jakku with an order to notify him if there was any change in the orcs behavior. Despite what he saw, he decided to call over one of the true orcs that was riding a brolla nearby.
”What is your name?” Aerwyn asked.
”Gromok Grel.” The orc spoke through his helmet which only made his voice sound more menacing.
”Is there any risk of Setrhyn being attacked again any time soon?”
”Ungor was impatient and foolish, he sent message of the humans arrival to Gral'Thrak Or but didn't wait for the reinforcements. When he heard news from the scouts that the humans were routed and the necromancer that won the battle had given chase, he decided to take advantage of the weakened elves. He feared that the reinforcements would avoid battle since it would anger the elves if such a large force attacked-”
”Why would the orcs be wary of such a thing?” Aerwyn couldn't help but interrupt when he heard those words.
”The orcs have been at war with the dragonkin since they arrived on this world. Their numbers are endless and they try to push into orc lands incessantly. The orcs do not want another war but If Ungor had waited for the reinforcements and destroyed the village then the elves beyond the mountain would come out.”
Gromok's words were interesting as it appeared the orcs were under the assumption that the elves in the capital would retaliate if they took things too far. From everything Aerwyn's been told about the Fae'Laran villages, it appeared that the truth was far different than what the orcs believed. Sera had told him that the Fae'Laran beyond Tyres gate cared little about the villages outside of it's protection and offered zero support, so he found it hard to believe that they would retaliate if one or two were destroyed.