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... s of Borin’s words. Humans and their building aesthetic confuses me sometimes. Why do most of you like wood and shy away from mortar?
She had to admit, looking at the thick log wall surrounding the town, that he had a point. It was sturdy enough, with sharpened timbers interlocked and bound by iron bands, but compared to the dwarves’ stonework in Meadowbrook, it felt... temporary.
Still, Mokko and Lucy hardly noticed.
"Whoa," Mokko breathed, ears perked, as he caught the ...
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