At the zenith of British Imperialism, the sun never set on the empire that ruled over 300 million people across the globe. But one fateful day, before the RMS Titanic Struck the Iceberg leading to its tragic demise, the British Isles and its few col...
Continent of Embéron, Eastern Kingdoms, Kingdom of Heqaria
1912, December 5th , 9:30 A.M
Inside modern port constructed by the British Empire
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In the vicinity of Alckar, the Kingdom's prestigious monarchial seat, a state-of-the-art British deep-sea port had emerged, after garnering approval from the Kingdom. Constructed with precision by the renowned Sir Robert McAlpine & Sons Ltd and the esteemed John Laing Group, the port boasted the capability to anchor even the most formidable vessels of the Royal Navy, including the mighty "Super-Dreadnoughts."
The port was now a hive of activity, teeming with both natives and British sailors and workers engaged in the meticulous loading and unloading of consumer goods arriving from the "Imperial Core." This term, affectionately coined by the locals, referred to the British Isles and its Dominions, Canada, Australia and New Zealand.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the port, a particular assembly of ships was readying for departure, numerous sailors and soldiers tirelessly loaded and transported goods onto two colossal vessel, the RRS Voyager and RRS Enterprise a beacon of modern engineering and nautical prowess.
Of all the docking vessels, the RRS Voyager loomed largest, dominating the dockyard, its colossal frame casting a shadow over the bustling activity below. Nearby, an unusual group caught the attention of onlookers - not the typical assembly of British sailors and laborers, but rather a contingent of peculiar locals, mostly elderly dwarves. Their collective demeanor seemed uneasy, some clutching long wooden staffs and donning pointed hats.
For them, while the sight of British ships was no longer a novelty, having witnessed numerous British merchant vessels in the past, the locals couldn't help but be struck by the stark realization of the technological and economic disparities. It wasn't merely a matter of advanced technology; it was the overwhelming economic might of the British Empire that enabled the construction of such colossal ships in staggering quantities. Countless vessels lined the docks, a testament to the economic prowess that dwarfed the imagination of the locals.
As the group of natives closed in on the boarding ramp, guided by British sailors and officers, their faces were etched with nervousness. However, amidst the British sailors ahead, an old man with a wooden staff appeared, instantly calming and surprising the natives. His presence brought an unexpected sense of reassurance.
One of the natives, filled with relief and excitement, couldn't contain themselves and raised their voice,
"Gandörfen! Well met, old friend!"
Elder Gandörfen responded with a smile and a hint of surprise,
"Ah, Bilho and Dwalen!? And, and My dear friends, you are all coming, then?"
