When they got back to the herb room, Langgrin and Kase were gone.
"Where'd that guy go?"
"Probably went next door. Come on, let's go see."
With that, Donkexes led Colin toward the main hall in the sewers.
Even from the narrow, smelly corridors, they could hear faint cheers in the distance. After a few turns, they spotted the orange glow from the hall's entrance, and the cheering grew more fervent.
They walked to the entrance and looked inside.
A long table in the middle of the hall was laden with all sorts of food and tankards, with two small kegs sitting on top.
The long table was surrounded by a large crowd of Dwarves.
The Dwarves were dressed in all different ways. Some wore blacksmith's aprons, some had monocles, and others still had ink smudges on their faces. A single glance told him they came from all walks of life.
Strangely, Dorn, the one who had been at the gate earlier, was not here.
