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Oh, I forgot to mention, he has a Forochel bow that he's very good with. Like, Elvish good.

Kherender sat with several of his other men around the campfire. It was snowing again. This was just how they liked it, however, being from such a cold place. The campfire crackled warmly, and the men talked and laughed and drank. Kherender smiled. Yes, life was good. Another successful raid with no casualties, and plenty of loot from the troll horde. The only thing that wasn't perfect was the status of the silver dwarves. All that he had heard so far was that another faction of Dwarves had it out for their king.

Well, Kherender thought as he took another drink of mead, at least they can take care of themselves.

Meanwhile...

Eureka had just received an emissary from the Green mountains. A fascinating place and people, to be sure. Eureka was very eager to arrange a trade alliance with these dwarves, as they had a commodity that was very valuable to Eureka: Melons, the thing necessary to brew the only liquid he could stand.

Eureka: "And we would be more than willing to ship you some of our exotic commodities in exchange."

"Very well, it's agreed. Shipment of goods shall start within days."