"I always thought you had your brother help you take care of Austria-Switzerland to slack off, but now it seems like you're not exactly free either."
Another morning, as Durin went downstairs in search of food, he encountered his mother, who was helping in the third-floor kitchen—recently the Engineering Academy and the Craftsmen's Guild old-timers had set their annual meeting at Eternal Blaze Nest. With guest rooms already filled to capacity, even the conference rooms were rented out for a month.
It's said that they meet daily to discuss whether to remove the Tola engine chassis from the military weapons list.
"A tide of heroes' blood, an endless count of foe's heads." Durin plopped down onto a small chair outside the counter.
His mother served him a plate of lion's head meatballs: "Knowing you can't live without meat, when will you show off your culinary skills for me?"
