A year passed by very quickly, and a lot of things had come and gone. Unfortunately, even now, Lucen was unable to get a hold of a dwarf, but the craftsmen of Ironhold were able to make a few bolt-action rifles with a few cartridges.
The hand-crank Gatling Gun was still something they could not make properly, since it jams most of the time.
On the other hand, they were able to improve the Thunderspears into something similar to naval guns. Unfortunately, this new type of Thunderspears, called Roaring Thunder, were too big to be moved around too much.
So instead, Lucen placed them as non-moving artillery in Ironhold, the First Fortress, and his own small city, Dorsen.
They didn't transport them. Instead, the craftsmen, including Lucen, Robert, and a few more Alchemists of the yellow tower, were forced to make the Roaring Thunder in said places.
Right now, each place had only a single one of them, and the shells were fewer than a dozen.
