Over the last few days there's been word of a group of rowdy, unfriendly Dwarves in and around Sarshel, all clad in dark iron armor, with a worn-out, red and gold tabard. The local Dwarves may catch a word or two of conversation, mainly lamentations over lost possessions and treasures, and the loss of the Hall of Clan Gabilbund - and even words of scorn towards these local Dwarves, and a passing scowl from most of the group.
The very same Dwarves were seen pestering a farmer outside of Outentown, demanding a full cow in recompense for their services in getting rid of a horde of spiders out of his homestead, and informing him that they will return for their just reward... one day.
On the Path for The Bronze Holdfast
On the Path for The Bronze Holdfast
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