Wang Gulas sighed softly, deciding to discuss the matter of names with Giant Axe another time. "I came to find you today because there's something important."
"If you have something to say, say it." Giant Axe casually found a stone and sat down. "You know I don't like all that beating around the bush."
Dwarves were usually straightforward by nature. Of course, that did not mean they were all blockheads who could only think in one direction. Anyone who truly believed that would be sorely mistaken. Every year, quite a few unscrupulous merchants who tried to treat dwarves like gullible fools were driven out of Steel City, while a small number remained there forever.
Wang Gulas sat down nearby as well and got straight to the point. "Recently, City of Hearth has seen many strange outsiders."
"I heard about it from the youngsters in the clan." Giant Axe frowned. He had lived for a very, very long time and was an undisputed elder among the dwarves. "But I didn't pay much attention. Steel City is too large; a few strange outsiders are nothing unusual. But since even you noticed them, Old Wang, it seems this time is different from before."
"...Don't call me Old Wang."
"Got it, Old Wang. Tell me what exactly is going on."
Old Wang let out a helpless sigh. "Forget it. The Elder Council of Steel City has actually been paying attention to this as well. I came to notify you about it."
The Elder Council was an organization that managed Steel City. After all, dwarves truly were not good at such matters. It included members of every race and jointly made decisions on important city affairs. Naturally, dwarves held decisive influence within it, though they rarely exercised it.
Over the next while, Wang Gulas told