Earthen Dwarves Novels & Stories

The ground beneath their feet was solid, and the sound of rustling leaves filled the air. As they made their way through the Earth Realm, they encountered various earth creatures that inhabited the realm. Alex used his earth manipulation to control the terrain, allowing the group to pass safely. Allan’s shadows provided cover, shielding them from the creatures. The earth creatures were massive, hulking beings made of stone and dirt. They moved slowly but powerfully, their eyes glowing with an ancient wisdom. Alex's control over the earth allowed him to redirect their paths and create barriers, keeping the creatures at bay. His connection with the earth was evident in every movement he made,

Farmers and ranchers were tasked with keeping food supplies in check by growing super seeds given to them by the Elves and maintaining live-stocks. Several dwarves teamed up to create weapons capable of injuring demon-beasts. The builders worked quickly to construct a temporary high-rise building that could accommodate a large number of refugees. Sanitation and hygiene were also arranged so that the living environment was clean and free from disease. Thus, healers could work to focus on healing injured fighters.

said Edward, as the other elves nodded, it seemed that they were all part of a family. "Dwarves have a knack for crafting stuff and forging, so we can aid you in that too, young master. As long as there is booze we don't need any other pay!" said a red-haired bearded dwarf man named Gradiz. He also had Jobs related to Crafting and Forging. "And I could help you out at cleaning too I guess. Though I might also be of use as a spy or at fighting… Although I would need to develop my powers a lot," said Natalia. "I see… All of you should be useful," said Chaos.

There would be a few people house-sharing just so they weren’t wasting bedrooms. The head of the Dwarves, an old man called Aage Ahlberg, affectionately called ‘Double A’ by the ones he likes. He’s driving his people hard and as a room was clear it was cleaned. Half were moving the other half were cleaning. He was an efficient man at the best of times and reliable as the mountain he hailed from in Sweden regardless of the times. He thumps his chest as he signs off to continue harrying his people. She smiles and nods, “Okay, what else? Oh, Dim, Dom, do we have any new ideas in surveillance?” They both grin and nod in sync.

There's no need for further explanations. "Dimensia," Dylan read the title page of the book. "Never heard of them." "It came as a shock to the whole IRB as well when they emerged," said Jerell. "They are also called Dream Dwellers. They are practically untouchable, for no one can actually identify a Dimensian here on Earth. They're humans that have stepped up the Evolution ladder. They have a world of their own when they close their eyes, and they have a much stronger psyche."

They didn’t even check their information. “Well, I’m going there just to make fun of them.” she went inside. “Vian. You know that is not good practice.” her mother argued. Diwatas are known for their mischievous acts, almost always associated with dwarves or Nunos. Often, then most give curses rather than blessings. Diwatas are feared. They are the guardians of the forests and the animals that live in them. Legends always tell of Diwatas punishing foolish humans that disrespect their lands.

“The question is how...?” “And, again, I say: golem,” Daerton announced. “What is a golem?” I repeated. “A construct of mud,” Daerton was very happy to explain. “Though, I’m planning on making quite a few. Think about it as an army of mud monsters, princess.” “Hopefully, whilst they’re distracted by the golems at the gates and the dragon in the sky, Alaren’s dwarves can scale the wall,” Leongrad looked at Alaren. “When can you be ready?” I asked Daerton.

A fitting symbol for a diverse organization. Besides the Earth-humans, and the Clone Hegemony, there were three Dwellers, the Turr, the Midvalians, the Dra'nath, the Cooonara, the Say'lnt, the Byronzanies, and - though not members in the true sense - the Dodvalians, who, though presently confined to their home system, lobbied tirelessly for their freedom. Not a very good idea, considering the horrors they had perpetrated during the last two wars.

“The Dwarves were not really affected by this shift. Being masters of Earth Magic, they dug tunnels through mountains and underground. They mostly made their living through mining and metalworking. They spend their lives mostly underground that they even barely know what is happening above ground. They mostly kept to themselves as well and would only send a few envoys to perform trades with other races, even in human cities. The Dwarves are the non-humans that have a very close relationship with the humans and are even respected by them. “Our race – the Werebeasts – composed mainly of werewolves, werebears, and rabbit folk, did not have any problems as well. The rabbit folk are good at gathe

—designed to dissolve the Sombra’s obsidian-hard structural walls. Avery Vane-Thorne stood at the edge of the Detroit ruins, watching the "Frontier of the Green." In the span of a single afternoon, a patch of violet moss the size of a city block turned grey and brittle. Beneath it, the "Old Soil" was erupting. It was as if the Earth was performing a "Somatic Purge." Thousands of dormant seeds—some having waited decades in the parched, shadowed ground—were suddenly activated by the chemical shift.