They traveled about a week , following the thief's trail around the place known simply as the Desert. There they saw many tents, but they dared not stop, lest they lose the trail. Eventually, they came upon the place Jue identified as the Black Crown.
The Black Crown was an area home to two species that had a serious distrust of Humans: the Dwarves, and the Ogurrs. It was a group of three dark mountains that formed together like a crown.
Jue snarled "The Black Crown! I should have known Ogurrs would involve themselves!" She spat on the dark soil before her. "Well, I suppose it has been awhile since I tried my hand against an Ogurr, perhaps they've gotten better." Jue turned to her companions. "But first, perhaps we should say hello the the Dwarves, eh?"
Plain-Walker agreed, so Jue took them to the entrance to the dwarves' domain, a dark hall of iron, she then knocked on the door. She knocked again. Then again. and once more. Then a short, hairy man opened the door looked a Jue, and fainted. Jue laughed, and called into the room past the door. A bigger dwarf, reaching Gem's chin, came, looked at the first Dwarf, and looked at Jue.
"Cursi e'! Ya da 'hes iviry 'emi ya coom hiri! Havi ya noo mircy, Madam? E Mian, coomi oon! 'hi lad was oon hes fers' wa'ch, and ya win' and knoockid 'hi lad uncooncioousi!"
Jue replied. "Sorry, Kor, I only knocked. Can we come in?"
"Ooh, feni, coomi oon en."
"Thank you."
"Da noo' usi 'ha' poole'i ac' oon mi, Madam, E can noo' s'and e' whin ya da 'hi poole'i ac', Madam."
Jue laughed. "Alright, Kor, I'll be myself."
"'Hank ya, Madam."
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