"I can't speak for the other Wildhammer Dwarves, but I can represent all the Wildhammer Dwarves of Aerie Peak!" Mez'dra said.
"You are...?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk perked up.
"Lord Mez'dra Crip," Mez'dra said with a smile. "We've met before."
Of course Yu Lin Bloodhawk knew they had met. It had simply been so long that he couldn't recall the name right away.
Still, he saluted and introduced himself. "Baron Yu Lin Bloodhawk. A pleasure to meet you."
"No matter what the future holds, you will always be a good friend to the Wildhammer Dwarves," Mez'dra said with a hearty laugh.
"You're willing to sign an agreement with us?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked.
"I don't want a good friend like you becoming an enemy, either!" Mez'dra said.
"We don't have much time. Shall we go inside and discuss the details?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked.
"Agreed. I certainly don't want the Gryphon Riders I worked so hard to train dying horrible deaths for no reason." As he spoke, Mez'dra walked toward the Stone House.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk turned and instructed someone to bring fruit, wine, and a map of The Hinterlands to the Stone House, then hurried after him.
Inside the Stone House, a map of the whole of The Hinterlands lay in the center of a large table. Yu Lin Bloodhawk and the Dwarf Lord Mez'dra sat on stone stools at opposite ends, eating as they talked.
"Your Elven fruit wine is too weak. It's not nearly as good as our Dwarven ale!" Mez'dra said.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk took a sip of Sunwell Wine and smiled. "This stuff costs much more than your Oat Beer in the Human Kingdom."
"That's because humans have no taste," Mez'dra said indignantly. "What's so good about this sweet-and-sour fruit juice?"
"If I get the