The dwarven debate soon became heated once again. They had agreed that it would be best to construct the city on the eastern side of Lake Evendim, just north of its single outlet. However, the group was divided on the issue of how close the city should be to the lake, and the basic layout.
Already tiring of the ongoing argument, Olin lit his pipe and attempted to shut out the gruff conversation; running over possible plans in his mind. Finally he held up his hand and spoke. "The ground is good in these parts. Why not build over this very camp, with the western wall a good twenty yards away from the edge of the Lake for safety measures. Then have the city extend southward, with a bridge coming across the river and leading into the south gate." Illustrating his idea on a scrap of parchment, Olin passed it around, with other dwarves writing notes of their own. The dwarf knew that the city would not be built overnight, but he hoped that his plan would help to speed the process.
At length, the dwarves broke for lunch. Olin was disappointed with the fair, but the beer was good, and there was plenty of it. It is hard work, designing this city. But as long as there is beer such as this nearby, I will be fighting to accomplish it.!
[ September 14, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]
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