Dwarf & Prorock
Dwarf
You ever think about how a good forge hammer could double as a drum, a rhythm that keeps the heart of the mine beating? Maybe we could forge an instrument from ore that sings the mountain’s own song.
Prorock
Yeah, I hear you. Hammer as drum, ore as music— that’s the raw pulse we live by. Let's smash it, let the clang turn into a beat that rattles the whole mountain. No corporate beats, just the honest hammer sound. Let's make the rock sing, not just sing along.
Dwarf
Sounds like a plan. Grab the hammer, and let’s make the rock shout louder than any tavern drummer. We’ll give the mountain a rhythm it never heard before.
Prorock
Alright, lock that hammer in place. Hit the rock until it shouts louder than any tavern drum. We'll give the mountain a beat it never knew it was missing. Let the stone echo our fury.
Dwarf
All right, I'll swing the hammer and let the clang echo. We'll show the mountain how hard we can beat.
Prorock
Got it, swing that hammer like you’ve got a storm in your fist and watch the mountain shiver. We'll make the rocks shout louder than any tavern. Let's tear it up!
Dwarf
Hold steady, friend, and I'll let the hammer's thunder roll. We'll shake the mountain to its bones.
Prorock
You got the spirit, yeah? Let that hammer sing, let it spit thunder. We'll turn the mountain into a living drumbeat. Show it the wild rhythm of real life. Let's crank up the noise.You got the spirit, yeah? Let that hammer sing, let it spit thunder. We'll turn the mountain into a living drumbeat. Show it the wild rhythm of real life. Let's crank up the noise.
Dwarf
Yeah, let’s turn that hammer into a storm and have the mountain rock to our rhythm. We'll make the earth shake for sure.