"Ring that doorbell, you bastard, and I'm going to knock all your teeth out!" A rough voice resounded from the distance.
Rather, it came from a room in the back. Immense heat radiated from that room, and for a moment, Raelis was surprised.
After all, he had a degree of fire resistance, so being affected by heat was extremely surprising.
Even so, he went forward and stopped right in front of the back room's door. Then, he knocked on it a few times, causing the heat to recede slightly.
That was when the dwarf, Girgon, stepped out, sweat pouring from his forehead like a waterfall.
He spotted Raelis and scoffed.
"A child? This ain't a diner, but a smithy, so be on your merry way," Girgon said plainly. "Oh, and if you came in here for a piss, the bathroom's out in the back, just don't step in the cow shit."
Cow shit? There are no cows around...
