Thankfully the Convoy Bulwark's clients were more than happy to take shelter within Frost's territory, they too had had enough of camping outside and having to defend their merchandise from all angles.
"Lord Frost, pleasure to make your acquaintance." A rather rotund dwarf that was garbed in luxurious clothes and outfitted with lots of jewellery greeted Frost in a respectful manner. "My name is Artun and I'm the leader of this large merchant convoy."
"It's nice to meet you Mr Artun, I hope my humble establishment here can allow you some much needed rest." Frost shook the dwarf's hand with an almost twitching smile. Artun was the stereotypical rich, pompous merchant who always enjoyed showing off his wealth while at the same time behaving in respectful manner, launching hidden jabs that couldn't be called out.
"I'm sure your accommodations will suffice; it can't be worse than camping outside after all."
