"Is there really such a place like that? It sounds too good to be true!"
"And you mean to say that they made that big wall in just under two days?! Impossible…"
"Are you of sound mind, Thrain? Are you sure that the tragedy of this landslide hasn't damaged your mental faculties?"
Of course, the dwarves couldn't believe Thrain's description of Michael's village in the Parched Lands. This paradise sounded more like a dream than something that happened in reality.
"If that is true, brothers, then you too must be imagining the wall built upon this village. Everything I said is even truer than the fact that we dwarves have ale in our blood!" Thrain affirmed.
The dwarves, although skeptical, decided to believe Thrain's words for now and check out this magical paradise for themselves. If it was only a product of Thrain's imagination, then they would try to help him recover from his delusion.
"Take us to this oasis in the desert," the dwarves said.
