"Fool! Elves have sharp ears!" His companion gave him a forceful slap. "Ignore those long ears, let's go! Dwarf, it's your turn!"
They urged forward a young dwarf who was touching the thick wooden planks of the ship's side, marveling with awe.
The dwarf patted the hard hull vigorously, making a "bang bang" sound, and exclaimed, "This wood! It's even sturdier than secret Silver alloy! What treasure trees did the Night Watchers dig up?" He didn't notice the urging from the people behind him until he got a push and started grumblingly moving forward.
Among the young Beastmen was Hog with boar tusks, who stomped curiously on the steel deck as flat as a square.
"Hey! Pretty stable! Unlike the crappy boats back home, one wave hits, and you'll return breakfast to the Sea God!" a young Werewolf said excitedly.
Hog, carrying his War Axe, snorted, "That's because your sense of balance is as bad as a newly hatched chick!"
