After handling the matter, 20 more guards were left behind, and the delegation arrived safely at the city of Ericik at the foot of Eagle's Nest Mountain.
Many people mistakenly believe that the dwarves live in the hollowed-out Eagle's Nest Fortress, which is a mystery. Even if the dwarves were transformed from earth spirits (cursed by the flesh and blood of the ancient gods), the dwarves today must eat and make wine with grain and fruits. Where do these come from? It is impossible to ask for unlimited amounts from the forest and make a living by hunting. The city of Aripic is a dwarf agricultural town.
The arrival of humans aroused great interest among the dwarves. Under the influence of fine wine, the officials of Aripic City quickly became good friends with Carlos and his party.
Most of the solid stone tavern was built underground. The city lord led a group of officials and the main members of the human mission to drink in broad daylight (they also knew that drinking was not allowed in the office, and the dwarf leaders were not stupid, but they went to the tavern. Does drinking really not count as dereliction of duty?
"I'm sorry, friends, you can't go to Eagle's Nest Mountain to meet the high lord, because we don't have a high lord now." Johnny Ironspear, as the administrator of Erice City, has two braids (hair and beard) The stout dwarf revealed inside information to the envoys at the wine table.
The Wildhammer dwarves have a tribal social relationship. They have many lords, and each lord has his own territory. The most powerful lord takes over the Eagle's Nest Mountain and naturally becomes the great lord. For example, among the Wildhammer dwarves who still remain in Grim Batol, their supreme lord is the famous "Red Boy" Falstad Wildhammer.
"What happened to the former Supreme Lord, my dear Johnny." Biglas asked.
"Poor old Tony, we all respect and love him, but it's a pity that this old bastard is too self-aware. His beard is white and he is still acting like this." Johnny took a big sip, burped and continued, "He is blind. Forget it, it also hurt An'an. Poor old An'an, the hair on his wings was almost gone. Tony pulled him up to the sky to perform difficult maneuvers such as the bridge crawling cobra maneuver and the high-speed roller maneuver to defend. As a result, An'an was in trouble. His wings were cramped, and the two old things fell off together."
"Well, please allow us to express our most sincere condolences to the victims." Carlos was still trying to go to Eagle's Nest Mountain to meet the dwarf leader.
"In distress? Yes, it was in distress. If it weren't for Kurdran and his patrol, these two old bones would have been in distress. Here's to our genius pilot." Johnny shouted, and the tavern responded enthusiastically.
Kurdran Wildhammer is already in the Hinterlands at this time? Carlos vaguely remembered that before Falstad took over the Eagle's Nest Mountain, the great lord of the Eagle's Nest Mountain was Mez Delacrip. But then I thought about it, as the Wildhammer family is the royal family of the Wildhammer dwarves, most of the population is still in Grim Batol, and the Hinterlands is an "overseas base", so it seems logical that the Wildhammer family is not the largest force. (Bronzebeard, Wildhammer, and Dark Iron are the three tribal names in the War of Three Hammers. This does not mean that dwarves only have these three surnames. The name of a tribe is generally determined by the surname of the tribe leader. For example, the Wildhammer tribe is headed by the surname of the leader. Named after Cadros Wildhammer, whose people built the city of Grim Batol.
"Grand Lord...the former Grand Lord, how are you doing?" Carlos said carefully.
"Old Tony felt that he was getting old and wanted to go back to Grim Batol to visit, so he ran away alone. As a result, after passing many guards from Eagle Nest Mountain, he discovered that the lord was missing. A meeting of lords was being held there now. Outsiders can't get in." Johnny nonchalantly revealed what Carlos considered top-secret information.
Dwarves are willful, and they are no worse than the fighting tribes.
"Johnny, I said you guys are drinking like this. Isn't it an inconvenience? Brother, I feel sorry for delaying political affairs in order to welcome us." Biglas is also an old drunkard, but he was still drank by these dwarves one drink at a time. The boldness was frightened.
"It's okay. Anyway, small things will be solved with fists, and big things will be reported to the big lord." Johnny's dwarf logic shocked his human friends.
"The problem is that you don't have a big lord now." Carlos made some insinuations, hoping to get some more information.
"There's no big deal now." Johnny looked innocent.
The visit of human envoys is not a big deal. Everyone is a little bit pained, so what is it?
"Then when will a new great lord be elected?" Biglas didn't want to be roundabout anymore and asked directly.
"I don't know. Metz has more supporters, and Eugen and Tavre also have quite a few supporters. In the end, there will probably be a fight." Johnny was already speaking a bit loudly.
"How did the dwarves survive until now?" Biglas had mostly come into contact with the dwarf caravans from Ironforge. Although the dwarves of the Bronzebeard tribe were also addicted to alcohol, they didn't seem to be so funny. So Biglas leaned into Fang Brick's ear and whispered.
"Without it, a fist is as big as a fight." Uncle Fang Zhuan calmly said an ancient proverb. Only nobles like Biglas and Carlos could understand the bustling tavern (in broad daylight!).
"Sir, there is a group of dwarves outside who want to buy the beer we brought. We don't dare to drive them away. They are already fighting." A soldier ran into the tavern and reported to Biglas.
"Which little bastard dares to touch my wine!" Before Biglas and Carlos could react, Johnny jumped up first, smashed the cup and walked out angrily with a group of government officials from Ericique City. This group of officials The gangsters had either stool legs or beer bottles in their hands.
"What's going on?" Carlos didn't even know what to say. That batch of Alterac beer was a meeting gift for the great lord, so why did it become the property of you, the Lord of Aerepik City?
Helpless, Carlos hurriedly followed Biglas out to see the situation. It would be bad if it turned into a political incident.
When they arrived at the place where the envoys stayed, they saw a dozen dwarves blocking the guards, and another dozen dwarves unloading a 500-pound wine barrel from the carriage. A large bag of money was thrown on the ground, but no one paid attention to it.
"You brat, you dare to touch Uncle Johnny's things!" Although Johnny was drunk, he still knew how to make a strategy and used intimidation skills.
"Evil bureaucrats, I've already heard about it. You haven't paid for it yet, and these drinks are not yours!" The dwarf boys (you couldn't tell their age from their appearance) didn't shy away from these officials. They retaliated with words and hands at the same time. The hard work never stopped.
"It's time to teach you brats what it means to respect the elderly and love the young!"
Johnny Iron Spear didn't know when he took the door bolt on the tavern door. He jumped heroically and rushed directly into the crowd.
"Kill these little bastards!"
"Kill these shameless bureaucrats!"
The two groups of dwarves started fighting directly.
"Gather your hands together and protect the barrels. Let's not get involved first." Biglas gave the order to the sergeant, and then grabbed Carlos, who was about to step forward to break up the fight. "The class gap between dwarves is not as big as that of us humans. This A fight of this level is not a problem."
"But the difference in numbers is too big. Nothing will happen, right?" Carlos was a little worried as he watched Johnny and his group of six people rampage among more than 20 opponents.
"Well, among the dwarves, those who can serve as officials are usually the most capable and rational ones. Do you think Johnny is sane?" Biglas thought for a while before he successfully organized his words to express his thoughts to Carlos. .
"Oh, then I'm relieved." After hearing this, Carlos put his hands on his chest and watched the excitement.
ps: Some people are arguing with me, saying that the Wildhammer dwarves do not belong to the Alliance. It is too false for your envoy to go to Eagle's Nest Mountain and enter the city so easily. Can't you write some events? Dear audience, dwarves are a civilized race after all. You are a country’s envoy and you want to meet the great lord, but the guards dare not inform you? Dwarves also have trade, okay? How could humans not be allowed to enter dwarf cities? The most important thing is to speak politely, with a gentle tone and a sincere attitude. How come there are so many slaps in the face?
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