Dwarven History (Arliss)
OOC: I don't believe he's ever been to Hallein, or if he has, not recently.
I'd be fine being related to the local dwarf (a blacksmith, right?), and maybe it's been a few decades since they've seen each other. And distant ties to the Long Ago Dwarves sounds like it'd be fun, like maybe there are some family rumors about what's going on there, or what went down to make the place be abandoned.
"Ghosts hold no fear for me, Uncle," Arliss says with a smile. "There's plenty of things still with a pulse to be worried about in my line of work; until I can conjure a lock to keep even those what can walk through walls at bay, I'll spend my time worrying about the living."
He raises an eyebrow at the mention of Hallein, though, and starts to search his memory.
"I think we've family there, don't we? A smith, correct? What was his name, s'been ages since I saw him last. Gorbash, weren't it? And he had a son, Groma- no, Garmox, I think. Maybe he'll know a bit more about the Old Tunnels..."