The Organ Gun is a masterwork of dwarf engineering, a war machine of many barrels arrayed side by side upon a stout carriage, named for its resemblance to the pipes of a great organ — though the only music it makes is the roar of massed cannon-fire. When touched off, its barrels discharge in a rolling thunder, hurling a storm of shot down the length of an enemy formation and shredding rank after rank in a single devastating salvo. Where the volley guns of the Empire are notoriously prone to blowing themselves apart, the dwarf version is built with the meticulous, obsessive craftsmanship of a people who consider a misfire a personal insult, and it is far more reliable — though even dwarf artifice cannot entirely tame so much blackpowder. Served by a crew of grim, soot-blackened engineers who tend it like a temperamental elder, the Organ Gun anchors the dwarf gun-line and answers massed charges with a wall of iron. To the enemy it is a horror; to its crew, a point of considerable professional pride.
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