Dwarven Village Iron Hand.
Thor Kingdom was famous for having many Dwarven Masters living in their villages, who could mass produce high quality goods from minerals in a nearby mine.
Residential areas had small little houses. Blacksmith shops were sparse in the village, making it prominent to others that artisans made up the village.
The majority of people who were present in the downtown area were Dwarves.
People from other villages frequently visited the central square, and the place of commerce, the marketplace, making it a rare sight to see Traders camping near the village entrance of Iron Hand.
Humans, and Elven species dragged their wagons (and were) sifting through town to solicit with Dwarven Merchants.
“I am one of Roen’s top traders, Mithras. If you have any of the weapons or armor that you created, would you be willing to sell them to me?”
“This completed product has been imported in large quantities. Please take care of it...”
“I will supply any items that you might need in bulk. In Thor Kingdom, iron and copper are expensive, but how about Noid Kingdom’s more affordable 3rd grade iron?”
“The price will skyrocket. How were you able to find out?”
The solicitation of persistent Merchants!
As the day turned into night, these Merchants continued to persevere.
Goods such as weapons and armors that were obtained in the village of Iron Hand were sold at other places in the Versailles Continent for a very high price.
Merchants deliberately came to the village, desperately trying to obtain anything the Dwarves had made.
“Please sell it to me.”
“I’m a Dwarven Warrior...”
Any Dwarves who had finely groomed beards, were having a hard time.
In fact, if you want to look for a Dwarven artisan, you shouldn’t come to Iron Hand. The Artisan who lived there had unsophisticated Blacksmithing skills, and would only look for Merchants who did not know of the value of items, and scam them.
Then Weed walked into Iron Hand.
Merchants who swarmed the place only watched and nodded at Weed from afar because compared to his body, he had a relatively large head.
‘They are Merchants, and this seems to be the right place, the Dwarven Village.’
Some of the Merchants peddled a long distance from Morata, looking for items to buy and make money. They buy in bulk, and sell in bulk.
Because the Commodity Brokerage collected by Kingdoms for the development of villages did not help improve the trade industry, the Merchants frowned upon it. Similarly, solicitation fees were arbitrarily calculated to cater to guests, therefore the quality of goods sold were meager.
Traders who travelled from afar, saw Dwarven Weed.
'He's my prey.'
'That Dwarf is mine.'
The group of hungry Merchants ran towards Weed.
"Buying or selling goods."
"I'll buy anything."
“Please sell the items you have cheaply. I came from far away. Please!”
"I'll unconditionally offer a higher price than others. If you have something to sell, please sell it.”
The successful Dwarves had no way to escape when the traders gathered into a group and started begging.
All the Dwarven craftsmen that came to Ironhand were low-levelled and they were physiologically intimidated by the crowd of people surrounding them.
Weed ran off like the wind.
Taking advantage of his small height, he ran in between the legs of the traders using his excellent sense of direction to evade the hands of the traders.
“Ah!”
“He ran away.”
The traders who worked in vain stood there devastated.
To easily be able to break through a crowd of people.
The career of evil traders left a bad reputation.
***
Real merchants did not budge as they sat at the entrance of the town.
And Weed passed through the village entrance when words were passed/said indirectly.
“You won’t find anybody who will buy for a higher price than me.”
“Out of money...”
Their own business strategies, in accordance with their will, was to differentiate themselves from the other merchants.
Weed then ventured in even further into town, into the village of Iron Hand
***
Dwarven blacksmiths were proficient in creating weapons and armor due to their naturally high dexterity stat.
It’s claimed that even Dwarven warriors could create simple things such as a torch or an arrow without difficulty.
Dwarven warriors were renowned for fighting in battles to the death but it was not an exaggeration to say that most Dwarves chose the path of the artisan.
This is because of the characteristics of the Dwarves who were born blessed with art and dexterity needed for production skills.
Those who chose the life of a craftsmen should take into account these benefits when picking their species when starting. This was a race most skilled with dealing with iron.
Being able to make durable goods from the beginning with high productions skills, they were sought for and respected.
Human blacksmiths could make almost any weapon but the expertise was reduced by a lot.
Elf blacksmiths made the best and strongest bows.
But Elves were masters of magic, and were a species proficient in archery.
There weren’t many Elf blacksmiths. They created bows from special wood materials but it was not traded frequently enough.
The life of a Dwarf species blacksmith was one that was envied but their lives were nowhere close to being rich.
“Wow, this month the price of iron ore has risen.”
"You think so too? Recently i've been thinking that increase in prices are going to kill me."
“Blacksmith skills will increase, but without middle merchants busily striking the prices...This is really hard.”
Many dwarves were complaining in the tavern.
Weed sat at a low table, and listened in to their stories while drinking milk.
‘Everyone in the world says it’s hard to live.’
He continued to complain about the hard life of a dwarf compared to artists, economical hardships were forced on the dwarves, but there were no stories.
“That Akryong Kaybern further raised taxes.”
“But wasn’t it raised just three months ago?”
“That’s why I might want to decorate with rare gold.”
“Ugh! Another hunting quest? His demands are endless. What kind of monster is it this time?”
“What is the matter with you. How does one or two legions under his command make him a monster?”
“It’s not what he’s got or gotten, though.”
“Listen, the Minotaur guards have been useless.”
***
Akryong Kaybern.
Thor Mountain, like other neighbouring mountains, was ruled by a dragon.
The Dragon's desire for treasure was not easily satiated; the dwarves had to constantly pay tribute or face its wrath.
The Human Villages were invaded by monsters, even if that was not the case, there were attacks from other kingdoms.
Even Morata was not safe from the invasions of monsters
While the Dragons dominated the Dwarf villages, they were safe from monster attacks but it was necessary to offer tributes in return.
It was just unconditionally bad, but it wouldn’t be confiscated. Sometimes Dragons managed monsters under their command and gave consideration for the new mines that should be developed. More than half of the mithril and iron ore from these mines as well had to be paid up.
In addition, Dwarf warriors were allowed to hunt in the mountains, and even in this case, the dragons did not punish them.
Dragons view Dwarves as troublesome and taken only for any work, whether it was one or a few, it was viewed as only one worker. The monsters were just worms living in their own area.
There was no reason to interfere or bother.
There were five dragons known to live in the Thor kingdom but it was said White Dragon/Akryong Kaybern had the most treasure.
Thor Kingdom had a phase transition where it repeatedly had earlier development, but even then it was not the top country because of the Dragons.
Thor Kingdom gathered mercenaries and periodically raised the heat in the fight against the Dragons and ended up with no income at all. Currently, even having one mercenary participating in the duty was rare.
Weed left the pub after eating a simple meal of bread and milk
‘Nonetheless, it’s the Dwarves’ life.’
All you’d hear from the dwarves were exaggerated.
When poverty strikes, it was a habit to spend time where there was beer and meat!
In the Dwarf village it was necessary to overcome the high taxes in order to live.
Using the highest quality ore in the continent as foundation to make weapons, there was growth in skills and the famous Dwarf artisans continued their infinite orders.