Kapitel 58: The Mountain Stronghold

The Dokkalfar stared at Redmond and me. It took them some time to process what we just told them.

"Mead?" Barrin offered.

"I'll try it," I said and tentatively took a sip. I didn't immediately feel like vomiting, but it went straight to my head. "Whoa, strong."

The Dokkalfar laughed.

"You know," Barrin began. "The city folk have been purchasing a lot of iron, coal and precious metals. They say it is for a commission for new adventurers the gate keepers bring."

Berger chuckled. "They bought so much - even when we charged them top prices."

He received glares from the others and quickly shut his mouth. I was surprised that the Warband leader's core was small in comparison to the crafters and the seer. But his armour was exceptional. The details on the engravings and the precision of the chain links impressed all of us.

Ailen said, "Dawnharbour received 250 adventurers like us recently. Well not like us, they are men and we're Svartalfar."