Silent City.
Teleportation Hall.
"Quick, quick, quick! Move faster!" A high-pitched voice full of intense excitement shouted loudly. It was loud and somewhat grating, that booming voice vibrating back and forth through the Teleportation Hall like a loudspeaker.
The Teleportation Hall had now been fully opened. Layers upon layers of spatial dimensions within had expanded into a vast area. The one shouting was a humanoid creature around three meters tall. His limbs and torso were disproportionate, and he wore plate armor that looked hastily slapped together. Beside him stood others of the same race, all beaming as they acted as his echo chamber.
Nine Realms Dwarves!
Ever since their home planet had been corrupted by the Abyss and exiled into the void, their not particularly numerous race had scattered across the Reorganized Nine Realms. A very small number settled in places such as Vanaheim, living in seclusion. Most of the rest—those who valued rules and contracts—honored the protection agreement their people had once made with All-Father Odin of Asgard and resettled in the territory Odin had designated for them within Asgard.
Another group consisted of dwarves who had come into contact with Luke earlier and settled down in Silent City. They believed that Luke and Odin, king of the Nine Realms, were allies, so joining Luke's faction was not significantly different from forging equipment and weapons for Asgard. In any case, Luke had never forbidden them from crafting equipment for Asgardians.
In fact, before any ban had been issued, Silent City's dwarves had enjoyed tremendous freedom. They could forge equipment and weapons for anyone who came to Silent City looking for them, and business had been booming.
Compared to those clansmen who emphasized rules and contracts, this group also valued contracts greatly, but they pursued forging techniques and exposure to