Warhammer by Grudge Bearer # Gav Thorpe

Author:Grudge Bearer # Gav Thorpe [Thorpe, Grudge Bearer # Gav]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-09T12:52:13+00:00

GRUDGE FIVE The Goblin Grudge

Steam and smoke billowed from the chimneys of the brewery swiftly appearing from gold-edged flues and out into the mountain sky. The great oast towers glistened in the light of the morning sun, and miles of glinting copper piping sprouted from the stone walls and coiled about each other.

The brewery had been built on top of the foundations of the original site, extending out from the southern side of the hold, high up the mountain overlooking Black Water. From the cavernous interior of Zhufbar the building spilled across the mountainside, a massive edifice of grey stone, red brick and metalwork. A narrow, fast torrent of water spilled down from the mountainside above, disappearing into the depths of the brewery, for the dwarfs only used the freshest spring water in their beer-making.

As the constmction had neared completion, the master brewers and their clans had read their old recipe

knowledge, skill and patience. Beer is more than a drink, more than something to quench a thirst. It is our right, its making passed down to us from our oldest ancestors. It is the lifeblood of our people, our hold. The ale that we shall drink will have been long in the making, tested for its qualities, proven in the taverns.’

Bamndin flicked the last few grains from his hand and turned his gaze to the assembled dwarfs, his expression fierce.

‘And just as an ale must pass the test for it to prove its qualities, so to must our warriors,’ Bamndin told them. The skaven have been cmshed, their menace to us passed. Our brewery is rebuilt and this very day the first pints of fine ale shall begin their lives. These tasks are done, but there is one great task that yet remains unfulfilled, an oath yet to be met.’

Bamndin turned to the east and waved his hand across the view, his gesture encompassing the rising peaks of the World’s Edge mountains and the clear blue sky.

‘These are my lands,’ he said, his voice rising. These are your lands! From ages past we have lived upon and within these peaks, and unto the ending of the world itself, here we shall remain, as steady as the mountains from which our spirits were hewn. But we shall never know peace again, not while there is a vile taint upon our lands that we dare not face. East of here, the vile, disgusting grobi have plundered our mines, stolen our halls, desecrated our tunnels with their presence. For a score of generations they have been interlopers upon our realms, their stench filling the taverns and drinking dens of our forefathers, their black throats breathing the air once breathed by our kin.’

Again Bamndin turned his gaze back to the throng, who were murmuring loudly now, the anger roused by his words.

books and orders for the finest ingredients had been sent to the other holds and the lands of the empire. The vast storehouses of the brewery were now brimming with barrels of different

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