Meanwhile in the Mountain Home Akrulaban:In the courtyard of the fortress life seethed. Elven caravan left ten days ago, but the trade depot still was littered with boxes of cloth and trees. Eared were jarred to saw them into logs or clear of leaves, so they brought "uneviscerated corpses" and gave them with such mugs ... However, in their words, it was better than the barbaric cutting dwarven horseleeches.
Mayor was standing in the middle of the yard and urged haulers:
- Rakust! Carp on your ass! This stock is not for rags! Do not know how to read? There's even picture, you idiot!
- Dodok! Put a baby, then take a log! Arrrscrew you, do what you want ... silly woman ...
Marksman from the tower caught sight of dwarf trudging through the field.
- Migrants have arrived!
Mayor scratched his head and went to the drawbridge. Migrant was approaching same bridge. He was alone. Strange, usually come in group. And what a strange outfit? Striped one...
The dwarf was ready to step onto the bridge as it suddenly rose right in front of him. The mayor raised his brows. Bridge lowered again. Dwarf leaned forward, the bridge rose again. The mayor turned menacingly glanced at the guard in the lever. Thу guard straightened himself and turned to the lever. Little boy with a smile from ear to ear was pulling the lever back and forth. The soldier slapped him.
Finally bridge dropped and dwarf entered. His beard was short, dark hairs. And he was naked, tied with a rope. Behind was a goose.
Mayor motioned him over. Guards crowded around.
I Sinsot Fernokzam of Lodthakomage - timidly spoke guest - came in search of a better life.
- And I Iteberal Iden. The local mayor.
- Mayor vampire ... - Put one of the soldiers.
- Mayor vampire - Iden rolled his eyes.
- Well ... me too, the trouble happened ... - Sinsot glanced custody gathered around and swallowed nervously - I've been robbed.
- Well, we have spare clothes - Iteberal by pulling knife, freed freshman from the shackles of rope - we assign goose to other birds, okay?
- Yes ... - Sinsot nodded.
Mayor took his arm and led him through the moving aside soldiers to the entrance to the fortress - Welcome to Akrulaban. What can you do?
Sinsot suddenly felt strange ...
- I. .. I have ... do something right now ... Wait a minute ... - He darted from side to side.
- You have to get dressed, I know. There I lead.
- No ... not that ... - In the eyes Sinsota the flame of obsession began to flare - Where are your workshops? I urgently ... need... where ...
Mayor sighed:
- What workshop do you need?
- I do not know ... Crafts... ... no ... Forge! - hands quivered impatiently.
- Let's gooo, I will guide you to the smithy.
- Yes ...
Iden took you inside.
- What materials do you need?