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Travelers to the Temple of the Rock were, while not common, at least heard of. Travelers to the Rock were, while not common, at least heard of.
Even Stoneshod travelers occasionally made the pilgrimage. Even Stoneshod travelers occasionally made the pilgrimage.
Unheard of in Chief's village, however, was eight great Stoneshod warriors, one wearing dwarrow treasure, seemingly unaware of the Temple at all. Unheard of in Chief's village, however, was eight great Stoneshod warriors, one wearing dwarrow treasure, seemingly unaware of the Rock entirely.
Brother Kab stubbornly insisted that this was indeed the situation waiting in the village entrance hall, so Chief reluctantly made his way up to meet them. Brother Kab stubbornly insisted that this was indeed the situation waiting in the village entrance hall, so Chief reluctantly made his way up to meet them.
―I believe believe the leader is called kala pini, or something like it, Kab said as they walked. I don't speak the Open Tongue well enough to understand him. ―I believe believe the leader is called kala pini, or something like it, Kab said as they walked. I don't speak the Open Tongue well enough to understand him.
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Chief shook himself out of his admiration of the circlet. Chief shook himself out of his admiration of the circlet.
― Welcome, friends, Chief said in the Open Tongue. Kab says you're not seeking the Temple of the Rock? ― Welcome, friends, Chief said in the Open Tongue. Kab says you're not making a pilgrimage to the Rock?
At this, the tall one with the spear grunted and said to their leader At this, the tall one with the spear grunted and said to their leader
― What else would you expect, talking to a dwarf? ― What else would you expect, talking to a dwarf?
Coming from a one of the Herd, no less! Brother Jod shouted, starting to reach for his spear, but before Chief could process the sudden flurry the tall Stoneshod had raised his spearpoint to Jod's throat. Rich, coming from one of the Herd! Brother Jod shouted, starting to reach for his spear, but before Chief could process the sudden flurry the tall Stoneshod had raised his spearpoint to Jod's throat.
― Stop! rumbled their leader. His voice echoed painfully loudly in the hall, deep as thunder, and the warrior with the spear seemed to shrink back. ― Stop! rumbled their leader. His voice echoed painfully loudly in the hall, deep as thunder, and the warrior with the spear seemed to shrink back.
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― Your guard is forgiven, Chief said. At this the guard bristled slightly, and Chief noted that their leader gave the guard a pointed glance. ― Your guard is forgiven, Chief said. At this the guard bristled slightly, and Chief noted that their leader gave the guard a pointed glance.
― You speak our tongue beautifully, better than anyone in this village, I would say. Chief caught a glimpse of shame in Jod's eye, so this day was improving rapidly. I'm the Chief of this village, and you can go ahead and call me Chief. We're used to travelers passing this village for the Temple, so it's surprising to see Stoneshod headed anywhere else. ― You speak our tongue beautifully, better than anyone in this village, I would say.
― I have studied Dwarrowspeak, yet I find myself embarrassed not to know the languages here. As I tried to tell your man there, the Stoneshod said, gesturing at Kab, I am President Calvin of Galvarelli. I seek passage to Mountberg, and aid from the dwarrowfolk to find an end to the Witchfen Meadowlark. Chief caught a glimpse of shame in Jod's eye, so this day was improving rapidly.
―I'm the Chief of this village, so you go ahead and call me Chief.
We're used to pilgrims here, so it's surprising to see visitors going anywhere else.
Although, I must admit, it's surprising to see yaks here at all.
―As I tried to tell your man there, the Stoneshod said, gesturing at Kab, I am President Calvin of Galvarelli.
I seek passage to Mountberg, and aid from the dwarrowfolk.
It's a matter of the utmost importance.
―Well, we'll want to spend some time to discuss it.
In the meantime, you must have been travelling far?
Would you care to stay here until tomorrow?
―If it would be no burden, it would be a great gift.
We ran into unexpected trouble at the Sea-Gate, and the rest would be appreciated.
―I think we would be happy to accommodate all of you.
Kab, please escort His Presidency to the guest quarters.
We'll send someone over to call you later on, perhaps to dine with me.
Kab led the yaks into the hallway deeper into the village.
Jod looked grumpy.
―Chief, what are we doing?
Mountberg isn't going to let us open a Path anywhere.
Chief sighed.
―I know.
And it's not just any yak, either.
Do Presidents just show up at random towns?
You knew what he was wearing, right?
That's the Helm of the Second Compact.
Jod's look of shock was worth the terrible situation.
―Chief, if he's wearing it...
Chief hummed to himself, and nodded.
―Jod, I think you should plan to wake Omig up.
And get your charts ready.
Whatever's coming, the two of you should be ready.
Maybe see if we can send them to the Temple.
Even if they're not making the pilgrimage, the Elder Beast there might know more about yak problems.
Jod nodded, and left.
Damn yaks, Chief thought.
He started for the kitchens, hoping they had any sort of idea what yaks ate.