After parting from Rein and finallynreachung the dwarven kingdom, for the past eight days of Rein's arrival, Ariel and the others have been taken captive by the dwarves and labelled as intruders.
A large cart arrived in front of the capital city gate, a cart with little goods and six grown up men.
"Who are these people?!" The dwarven guard asked.
He didn't wait for the man to reply,
"Don't you know visitors are not allowed because of the disaster" he said.
"I'm sorry sir but they are my workmen" the man riding the cart said.
The guard let out a sigh, "I'm only allowing it because you are our favourite booze merchant" he said.
"Of course, I'll bring you a special flavour when next I'm coming" the man said.
"Open the gates" the guard yelled.
The metallic gate rose up and they were granted access into the city.
