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Hell Cavern	By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Thirty-Five
"Watch out!"
Falcon jumped back as another large piece of the ceiling fell down, showering the area with dust and dirt. "Sid?" he asked brushing the grime from his face.
"The ore is just really soft; the cavern seems to be holding." The dwarf said. "If we had more time we'd be able to shore it up better."
"Tomorrow," Falcon said. "How are we doing?" He glanced around the small group; all eleven members of the clan had converged on the eternium vein. They were covered from head to toe in grime that had been falling from the ceiling for most of the day. Red was massaging Sly's shoulders. Working above their heads had been grueling on all the elves. Rain was huddled in a small ball off to the side; the Sin'dorei had given it his all until he collapsed from exhaustion. Crystal was tending to him speaking softly and wiping his brow with a damp cloth.
"We're filling the last bag now," Shar said. "The shaft is a disaster hopefully we'll be back down to our eleven bags tomorrow so we have some spare time to prop it up correctly."
"Make sure you fill them completely, over-fill if needed we can't risk them finding even the smallest fault." Falcon said. Gola was breaking up the large slab that had fallen into more manageable pieces with her pick. Mudon and Star where gathering up the ore as fast as they could and putting it into the final bag. Afterwards Falcon double checked all of the quota bags, making sure to fill any space with the small nuggets scattered about. "I guess that's the best we can do," he said. "No acting smug in front of the demons. I want eyes down and grateful they accept this tribute. And pray that it will be enough."
"All right, we should shake out," Sid said removing his shirt and giving it a hard shake. "We don't want to be accused of taking any ore from the mines. With all the work overhead there is a good chance we have some stuck in our clothes, hair, beards."
"Aye," Falcon said, taking his own shirt off. "Be quick about it though, we really want to be back in our camp before the final horn blows."
There was a disregard of being nude in front of one another as the Clan quickly stripped. They shook out clothing; unbraided hair and beards to make sure the smallest nuggets were not clinging to them. Crystal and Falcon worked together to get Rain out of his leathers and then back into them once they were assured he was as clean as he could get. Next Falcon shifted into a grizzly bear and Rain was placed on his back. The elf wrapped his arms around Falcon's neck and was asleep before they left the first shaft. As the clan walked through the main tunnel they could hear sounds of others still working deep within.
"Wow we doubled our production and they are still working at it," Star said.
"The others like us have to dig deeper into the mine to find ore," Rarvo said. "We were lucky today that is all."
As a clan they walked over to Overlord Viser, the demon was silent as all twenty-two bags were placed on the table in front of him. Opening one he emptied it. "Eternium …" The demon opened three more bags, each time his eyes glowed brighter. "Seems you fleshlings have earned your dinner and your lives today," he said.
"Thank you, Master," Falcon said.
"Is the Sin'dorei dead?" The demon asked, taking out a voucher he wrote something on it and dropped a heavy bag of coins on the table.
"Just exhausted," Falcon said.
"Too bad, you would have had one fewer mouth to feed." Overlord Viser waved a hand. "You're dismissed; tomorrow your quota will be back as it was before."
"Thank you, Master," Falcon said. He was still holding his breath and did not release it until his clan was safely behind the walls of the camp. Crystal pulled the sleeping Rain off his back. She laid the elf down by the fire. Pug and Mutt appeared and were praised by their partners. "Everyone check the camp, make sure we're secure. See if anything was taken while we had to leave the encampment basically unguarded."
The clan dispersed. Falcon went to his shack and took a quick inventory; everything looked to be safe including the coin bag buried in the chest. As he turned to leave a flash of metal in the corner of the hut caught his eye. Bending down he found the melted amulet Rain had saved from the fire, partially buried in the ground. Picking it up he slipped the damaged necklace into his pocket. Stepping outside he found Crystal looking through their dry pantry.
"Looks to be all here," she said. "The others are reporting the same. Looks like Elune was watching over us today."
Falcon acknowledged his wife with a nod as he walked over to where Shar was looking over the tools he and the other dwarves used in their small blacksmithing area. "A favor," Falcon said.
"Of course, lad," Shar said looking up.
Taking out the amulet he had found he handed it to the dwarf. "Can you repair that, please?"
"Well, lad, I'm not a jewelcrafter but I'm sure I can figure something out." Shar turned it over in his hands. "Any idea what it looked like before?"
Closing his eyes Falcon tried to remember. "It was shaped like a sun, had eight points."
"Maybe we should ask the lad?"
"I'd like it to be a surprise if possible," Falcon said.
"All right, I'll take a look at it tonight after supper," the dwarf said.
"Thank you," Falcon replied. He and Shar walked over to join the others that had gathered near the fire. "Sly and I will go fetch our rations for today," he said as he approached.
"Shall us ladies head down to the river and freshen up then?" Crystal asked.
"I rather you not," Falcon said. His response surprised the group. "I just need to have you all within an arm's length for a bit. I was hoping we could draw water from the pump and use it to wash off just for tonight."
"Beloved," Crystal said. "We are dirtier than we've been in awhile. I don't think a sponge bath is going to work."
"Though it does open interesting possibilities," Gola said with a grin. Sly winked at her and shook his head in agreement.
"Lad," Shar said. "You and Sly go pick up the rations. I and Sid will walk down with the lasses and keep an extra eye on them."
"Sid could go with you Falcon. I could …" Sly started to say.
"All right," Falcon said relenting. "Come on, Sly."
"Aw man," the rogue pouted as he followed Falcon out of the encampment. They ran into Captain Dylan's crew coming out of the mines. The Silverhelm Clan was silent as they trudged up the main path toward their camp that was adjacent to their own.
"Dylan!" Falcon called out.
Weary eyes looked up at him. "Hail, Earthhunters," the Captain replied.
"Is everything okay, Dylan?" Falcon asked.
"We're struggling in the mines," Dylan said with a heavy sigh. "It's been two days since we've found more than a bag of ore. We've started a new shaft but Falcon, if we lose our usefulness than what?"
"Why haven't you asked for help before now?" Falcon said.
"You've had your own problems," Dylan replied.
"How are you doing on reserves? Do you need anything?" Falcon asked.
"Reserves?" The human let out a laugh. "We haven't had reserves in months, I'm afraid we're going to have to start slaughtering livestock to get by. Except we gave our word to the other Clans we wouldn't."
"You stretched yourself beyond your means," Falcon said with a sigh.
"What am I suppose to do?" Dylan growled. "If I didn't take them they would have gone to the horde to be killed."
"So now you doom your whole Clan," Sly said coldly.
"Not helping," Falcon snapped back at the rogue. "We have a healthy stock in reserves. What we have is yours."
"Thank you," Dylan said. "We'll pay you back…"
"No you won't," Falcon interrupted. "Do you have any dwarves in the Clan at this time?"
"Crow, but he's not exactly the sharpest mining pick in the cavern," Dylan said.
"I'm going to loan Sid and Mudon out to your clan tomorrow, see if they can at least get you started in the right direction."
"Won't they be needed on your claim?"
"Nay," Falcon said. "We had some luck today we'll be fine. Sly please go with Dylan to our smokehouse and give him enough meat to carry his clan a couple of days."
"There are twenty of us!" Dylan said, surprise in his voice.
"Sly, you have your orders," Falcon said. "I'll go get our rations for tonight." As the pair of them disappeared into the camp, the druid continued down the road to the Quartermaster's cave.
Quartermaster Ortug took the voucher and brought back three large vulture-looking birds. He bound the feet together and tossed them on the table. "Your lucky day, you get the food that should have gone to other Clans. But they were too damn lazy to fill their quota to eat."
"I doubt it had anything to do with lack of trying," Falcon said picking up the birds. "The mine is about tapped out."
"Your clan has no issues," the demon replied with a wicked grin. "Perhaps it's time to downsize our work force."
Falcon's blood chilled as he bowed and gave his thanks. Time was running out for everyone.
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