The dwarf that walked up to them after a few moments of waiting was not at all one that Walker or Onyx were familiar with. Instead, it looked like a warrior had been dragged from a bed somewhere and tossed in to a pit of ash and grease then presented to them. "What do you have going on that you came here to bother me? Huh? Speak or I will make you sing it."
The introduction wasn't sweet either. The two seemed to realize that this wasn't one of the more prominent craftsmen they had met who had been working since they were young and waiting to show off. This was an elder dwarf with enough experience to be left alone without being bothered even by the three kings if they could help it.
