"What is the meaning of this Threlvar? You said that the shipment would be ready when you arrived!" The Lady stood over the slightly inebriated dwarf her arms crossed. "Aye, I did lass. But unforeseen events are.. well unforeseen! That's why we use the word!"
"Well then, you'll no doubt be hearing from me again. Master Threlvar, I think a visit to the Stone Quarter is in order. Thank you very much for wasting my time!"
The dwarf sputtered all over himself at those words "T-the Stone Quarter? No proper dwarf would be living in a city of manlings! What in Mahal's name are you expecting to find there?
"Someone more competent. Enjoy Ashforde son of stone. I'll be in touch."
