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[As Remus appears on the locket, he looks a little frumpy and disheveled, but that's rather par for the course, really. He smiles warmly as he opens his mouth to make his address. An address that, it would seem, is coming from the middle of the Caer Glaem library, in the middle of what seems like a good day's worth of research. Research, as the case may be, on the Dwarves of Cothromach and their culture itself. Also, on native defensive magic. Specifically on the subject of defending a structure, spells, charms, rituals to be had during or after the construction of a building. Hell, he's even looking into native hearth magic at this point. Remus is leaving no rock unturned, as far as he can help it.]

Hallo! I apologize for being another to make yet another address like this, but it must be done, and perhaps this one might catch your attention, at the very least?

I recognize that most of you who are planning to take part in this battle are busy training for such an endeavor, and if you are, then I will leave you to it. [There's no way Remus himself is lifting a finger to fight against anyone. Not when there are people he knows - people he loves even - who would be considered the enemy in this fight.] For those of you who are looking for something else to be doing with your time, however, I might have an offer for you.

I need some helping hands. Not for supplies, but for a much grander project. [Perhaps you've seen the beginnings of the White Citadel already? Thanks for that reveal, Hiccup.] Talent in construction is more than welcome, but we'd really just love some able bodies on the job. Away from the fighting, but doing something I'm sure we will all agree is equally as worthwhile with our time. [There's no questioning the fact that he is or at least once was a professor as he continues to clasp his hands together in front of him and asks:] So do I have any volunteers?

Oh! [Another thought comes to him.] Another question, for anyone who's had business in Cothromach. I'd be interested if you could speak to me about the dwarves? I've heard that they're quite handy with such things.

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[Good lad.]

My cousins and I are Shardbearers. I am Gimli, son of Glóin. There are only three of us, and any deal would have to be agreed upon by all three of us, but what is it you're interested in discussing?

[He tries!]

Forgive me for locking this conversation, I do not want the subject of it falling into the wrong hands. But I have been contracted with finding help to aid in the construction of a citadel. Perhaps you have seen or heard of it already, there was something of a preview of the work already done not that many days ago?

I'm afraid I do not know what you are talking about. I've been busy. What sort of citadel?

Ah, not your fault! It's supposed to be quite hush hush, hence my hesitation to speak without a lock.

We're building a citadel. The initial construction of the structure has already begun. It's intended to be a safehaven away from Caer Glaem itself, a place of defense and home away from home for those of our numbers who find themselves in the area and need sanctuary. [Read: Not a war tower. At least not to his knowledge.]

I see. A noble idea.

[He approves]

And what do you want to discuss with Dwarves?

I'd like to discuss potential contribution to the construction, if they would be so kind as to lend a hand, sir. I can assure you, I have been told any aid will be rewarded.

[He's heard that that sort of thing is important to dwarves.]

Not to mention the completion of such a structure itself would be a reward in and of itself, for shardbearers such as you and I.

Hmm.

[He really doesn't care for the perks being a shardbearer gives him.]

I will have to speak with my cousins, see if they are up for moving after my job with the gates here is up or if they'd rather not.

[Not even if those perks are money, Gimli?]

I can provide you with transportation to and from the city to the site, if it helps ease your decision. I am what you might call a wizard. I hope that you are not opposed to the use of magics?

[A timid smile.]

Not as such. Where is this citadel going to be?

Bordering the edge of Eaglais and the Plains of Cathraon. As I said, construction has already begun. There was a preview of the beginning construction posted, not a few days ago, in addition to the construction of the towers in the north by the Unseelie.

[He nods]

Again, I will discuss it with my cousins.

Forgive me for asking, but. When you say your cousins, are you speaking of the Dwarves native to this land themselves? Or do you have relatives in this place?

[He smiles apologetically.] Forgive my ignorance. I'm still fairly new to this land.

[Gimli snorts]

The Dwarves here are no relation of mine. I speak of my two cousins from home, both in the Keep with me.

[Remus nods, that same apologetic smile clear on his face.]

Again, my apologies. I have been tasked with talking to the Dwarves of Cothromach myself. I had to be certain we were not talking about one and the same.

Please. Speak with your cousins. Let me know what you decide?

Ah. My name is Remus, I should say. Remus Lupin.

[He nods]

Hopefully we shall speak again on this matter, Master Remus.

I will look forward to it, sir.

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