Chapter I: Shadows of the Past
Dalgun sends Lastergon a doubtful look that gets more doubtful when Zaelinor steps forward, but the knight's armor and bejeweled greatsword seem to convince him the man's probably speaking the truth and (in the latter's case), he seems to accept that anyone Calsia and Dorin are travelling around with can't be as terrible as he privately thinks they are.
"Right. Friend," he echoes skeptically, with a dark look at Zaelinor, before turning his attention back to Calsia. "Aye, dark folk indeed. Swarthy men, always goin' 'bout in dark armor and cloaks. They come and go from the mayor's manor into the mine, and don't say nothin' to none of us common folk. But they be a bad lot, that I can tell you. They don't seem to eat nor drink, least not in any o' our reputable establishments 'ere in town. We don't see much o' the mayor either, since then, and when we do see 'im he looks all odd. There be something dark at work, mark me words."
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