The beautiful seven-string harp flowed with the sound of heavenly music under Komer's fair and nimble fingers; even the dwarfs hadn't noticed where this exquisite harp had appeared from. Accompanied by Komer's soulful singing, it showcased the wanderer's love for nature and life beyond doubt. Both the dwarfs and Komer himself were somewhat intoxicated in this stirring song.
There was a silence in the hold, as the dwarfs seemed to be imagining their new lives far away from home, while Komer was reminiscing about the distant ones who missed him and whom he missed.
Unfortunately, this idyllic moment was soon disrupted by banging sounds from the hatchway, and a rough, harsh voice came through the planks, "What is hidden in here? Open it up right now!"
"Oh, this is nothing but ballast, just some pickled fish and salt. The smell is so strong, that's why we've sealed it up," a nervous yet humble voice quickly responded.
