The deck too was a preset deck Joshua had set up in advance, as Joshua had meant to use this machine for testing. There were no deck editors, and only two professions available for selection, warrior and mage, that could be used. Joshua was testing out the gameplay of the arcade version of Hearthstone with Ciri.īefore Joshua was the only finished prototype of the machine, and the version of Hearthstone within it was a very outdated version. Joshua who was seated opposite of Ciri shrugged and could only watch as the character he controlled, Garrosh Hellscream, a warrior was struck in the face with the fireball and shattered into many pieces.
What was going on?! Did a mage came to the tavern?įrostaxe heard the voice and looked on curiously at the other side of the tavern, and noticed two unknown figures were at the corner of the tavern, but what really attracted Frostaxe’s attention was that… their table was glowing!Ĭiri had a projection of a card in her hand, on it read “Fireball: Deal 6 Damage”. “Sorry but my magic will tear you into pieces.” One of the alcohol supplier Melina had talked to came from Daxia, so such alcohol was indeed offered.įrostaxe yelled out loud, and his voice echoed throughout the tavern, but soon another voice replaced his.
Ynor nodded as he immediately ran back to the back of the bar counter. It was a clear liquor, and drinking a bottle felt like his throat was burning. These drinks had long been tasteless for Frostaxe, and he had recently taken a liking to a liquor from Daxia. So after returning from school, Ynor volunteered to be one of the tavern’s staff.įrostaxe did not look at the menu, the liquor provided by a tavern were mostly the usual fare, lousy ale, or not-so-lousy ale, or that premium black rye mead from Byskel, the Nation of Steel, or the red wine that those pompous elves loved to drink. He had a place to live and the opportunity to go to school and study.Ĭompared with the last time when he could just eke out a living, it was far, far better. The job in the tavern was a proper job, but his past experience in running errands back then was not as good now. The moment the light armor worn by Frostaxe and his body weight lay upon the chair, the entire floor creaked. To him, the epitome of female dwarven beauty was that of a size of a barrel!įrostaxe took a liking to this quiet tavern, as he followed the human into the tavern and sat down. In any case, any races that were taller than him were ugly in his eyes, and more pertinently he found their body size hideous. It did not matter to him whether the child was a boy or a girl.
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“Welcome… Please feel free to find a seat.”Ĭoming up to Frostaxe was a little girl… or a little boy?įrostaxe looked at the human with wooden-framed glasses. To describe it as quiet was praise, and when Frostaxe walked in, he only found one or two people inside it. The recent preparations for the World Exhibition had brought many new faces to Norland.įrostaxe could see several new shops every time he came to a street, although most of them were selling girly dresses or those troublesome mages thingamajigs.Īnd today, he found a tavern on Commercial Street, a tavern named Hearthstone.ĭwarvenkind had a very unique pub culture, and all of the dwarfs had heard their own mother shouting at them, saying, “You sorry lots are what I got after I lost in a drinking game!”įrostaxe, who was already hundreds of years old, was no longer interested in those rowdy, noisy pubs, but this tavern known as the Hearthstone was unexpectedly quiet. What Frostaxe loved to do lately was to roam around the streets of Norland to see the changes that have taken place in the city he had built himself. The older a person gets, the more they like to seek excitement, and dwarfs were no exception to this principle.
With Frostaxe’s aged body, he can no longer be like those younger dwarfs holding and gorging upon wooden flagons of beer until he was satisfied. He was older than Norland itself, and he was one of the first dwarfs to have discovered the ruins beneath the city, a pioneer of the underground ruins and… the builder and founder of the city of Norland.įrom Norland initially being a village of mages to the most prosperous city in the world, Frostaxe had seen his fair share of trouble the length of his beard.īut times had changed, and even a long-lived dwarf will still age, even if he was the Great Elder of the Frostaxe Clan. Stroking his white beard, he let out a sigh. “Great Elder, I’m going to crush these fools beneath my flagon! I’ll head off first!”įrostaxe stared at the young dwarfs as he watched their figures disappeared into the corners of Norland’s streets. As night fell, Frostaxe ended the day’s work as he went up from the underground dwarven city to Norland on the surface.
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