As the guards made their way towards Forjgris, the landscape transformed around them. Leaving behind the familiar sight of the towering walls, they ventured into the rugged terrain of the mountains. The journey was not without its challenges; the rocky paths tested the endurance of both travelers and horses alike.
In the distance, they caught glimpses of wyverns circling high above the jagged peaks, a reminder of the dangers lurking in the untamed wilderness. The mountains stretched endlessly before them, their majestic yet intimidating presence adding an air of solemnity to the journey.
Hours passed as the guards pressed on, the fading light of day gradually giving way to the encroaching darkness of night. Despite the fatigue weighing on their bodies, the anticipation of reaching their destination kept their spirits high.
Finally, as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, the silhouette of Forjgris came into view. Nestled within the heart of a towering mountain, the kingdom shimmered with an otherworldly glow, illuminated by the countless precious gems embedded within its walls.
Approaching the gates, they were greeted by the sight of refugees who had sought sanctuary within the fortress city. Their voices echoed with a mix of relief and gratitude, reassured by the impregnability of Forjgris' formidable walls.
Determined to fulfill their mission, the guards made their way to the chambers of the dwarf king. There, amidst the flickering torchlight, they anticipated a crucial meeting with not only the ruler of the dwarves but also the king of the Semibestias. As they entered the grand halls of the royal quarters, the weight of their responsibilities hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sense of anticipation for what lay ahead.