"So, you're telling us that you are not from Vanaheim?"
"Yes, finally, thank you."
The frustration that escaped from Van's mouth echoed throughout the unusually spacious interior of the room he was currently in. Although seeing as Van seemed smaller than everything else, perhaps it would be better to say that he was the unusual one, as his feet could not even touch the floor from where he was sitting.
"Then my initial assessment was right, you are a dwarf? I believe it isn't until the Branch passes through our realm that we needed to pay up."
Van was currently talking with the blue-skinned giant that suddenly showed up in the hamlet. Along with Chief Oleif, the three were currently discussing Van's true identity. Van had already told them his story, about being swallowed up by an endlessly growing ball of light.
