We reached the Stone-Folk settlement as a native called it, it's the Dwarven settlement up in Forochel. The trip was not long, but the cold and the snow hindered us. We passed by a beautiful river with ice-cold water and a mammoth almost chased us, but Rogue being Rogue did his piece to make it chase him, I have my suspicions as to why he did that and I had a good laugh when he returned.
The Dwarves were greedy and wanted to be paid if they were to let us pass, Master Gungur and Rogue did their best trying to strike a bargain that wouldn't bleed us. The Dwarves spoke of hunting and then it struck me! I proposed and they agreed, now our Ranger has to kill an amount of bulls and elks a day so that we stay for free. He's good at the bow so I don't think it'll be much of a problem to him, except maybe for the carrying part.
We are resting now, once the sun comes out I will send someone to take a look around the mine, to see the entrance and the guards, as well as the workers. I will try to speak to the Dwarves about it. Now that they will talk about their mine right away, no one opens his heart right away to a stranger, moreso Dwarves about their mine. We shall see soon...
