Town Centre

Hurry up! shouted the heavy dwarf from inside the carriage. What do we do now, none of us have any money! said them all to Ayrovan. We tell him the truth, replied Ayrovan. What! sighed some of them. Telling him the truth, would only put us out of our lives, they all said to him. What other choice do we have? he asked them. Except to tell the truth? It is not that we can run away, can we? he asked them. We can take him down, said a few of the hunters. The hunters were double the size of a Dwarf and much stronger. More intelligent? remains to be seen. And have the hylin hunt us down like animals? he asked them back. The hunters kept silent after the name Hylin was uttered. Now, where has your bravado gone? he asked them. None of them spoke. Best we tell him the truth and ask him for a couple days permission, said some of the sensible people who stood there. So be it! said Ayrovan. He got up, and everyone made way for him

"I thought you would never come" said Mithrir. This time choosing to stay in the carriage. Ayrovan approached the carriage "We need a couple of days more" he said the dwarf in the carriage. Out came a couple of hands through the windows of the carriage and held the neck of Ayrovan and choked him. "I will die" shouted Mithrir removing his mask of fearlessness. " If you do not pay me" I will di, he shouted and Ayrovan somehow managed to wrangle away from the grasp of Mithrir and he fell on the ground. What are you talking about? shouted the dwarf on the ground as he tried to regain his voice back. There was silence for a couple of minutes increasing the tension of everyone there. "I will be back this time tomorrow" and if you do not have the money, I will burn this place down myself. And this time " I speak to all" he said and rode off on his carriage. Some of the dwarves went to pick up Ayrovan as a Hylin on top of the towers watched everything unfold.