The 3rd ebook throughout the time of Legends sequence starts off the epic story of the Sundering. Malekith triggers a sad series of occasions that plunges the area of the elves right into a civil struggle from which they are going to by no means recuperate.
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The dwarf stated, ultimately breaking right into a skinny smile. ‘Close enough,’ Malekith spoke back, solving his face with a delightful smile discovered from decades spent hiding his frustration within the courts of Ulthuan. ‘Elf,’ Kurgrik stated, pointing at Malekith, and the prince couldn't continue the shock from his face. The dwarf broke right into a broad grin and let loose a gruff snort after which nodded. ‘Elf,’ he acknowledged back. With a wave, the dwarf chief invited the 3 into his camp, and as Malekith stepped forwards, the Naggarothi prince gave the main imperceptible nod to the soldiers within the bushes. with no demanding a unmarried leaf, they withdrew from sight. The format of the camp used to be as Malekith had surmised from the facts that they had present in the wooded area. 5 rows each one of 5 tents have been unfolded throughout a sq. glade reduce into the woods on one facet of the line. on the finish of every row burned a small and neat hearth in deep pits covered with stones. The dwarfs had all amassed to examine the novices, and shamelessly gaped on the tall, slim elves as they walked into the camp, maintaining their velocity regular in order to not circulation swifter than their hosts. darkish, inquisitive eyes glared at them from each perspective, yet Malekith may perhaps consider that the appearance have been of interest, now not enmity. for his or her half, the elves seemed the dwarfs with impartial expressions, nodding with courtesy as they stuck the attention of 1 camp member or one other. The dwarfs led them to the some distance facet of the camp the place a wide fireplace used to be burning, surrounded by way of low wood benches. the following the elders sat themselves down, flanking their chief, who gesticulated for Malekith and his comrades to do likewise. Malekith attempted to take a seat with as a lot dignity as attainable, yet at the low dwarfen seat his knees have been good above his waist and so he reclined to at least one part to imagine a more well-off place. For a few cause this raised a snigger among the various dwarfs, however it appeared good-natured sufficient. Tin tankards have been thrust into the elves’ arms, and 3 dwarfs got here forwards, of them sporting a wide barrel among them. The 3rd directed them to put it rigorously in entrance of the dwarf chief, after which with nice rite drove a faucet into the keg with a wood hammer. He poured a small volume of the frothing contents into his hand, sniffed it after which dipped his tongue into the liquid. He thrust a hand in the direction of Malekith along with his thumb pointed up and smiled. Malekith smiled in go back, yet felt it top to not go back the gesture lest it used to be a few signal of disrespect. the manager dwarf than stood up and strutted over to the barrel and crammed his golden tankard with the brew. Hesitantly, Yeasir swimsuit, sniffing carefully at his mug’s contents. Malekith seemed enquiringly at his lieutenant, who answered with a bemused shrug. the opposite elves then crammed up their tankards and lower back to their seats. elevating his tankard in a fashion that even the elves recognized as a toast, the dwarf introduced his cup as much as his lips and downed the contents with 3 gargantuan gulps.