Chief Lupan nodded. "Oh yes. That Dwarf has sort of become a mythical figure within New Sparta, sparking discussions and a competitive fire all around. Some say that he is quite an intrepid character, a stalwart of the Beastfolk race and the last bastion of a bygone era."
He looked askance at that description. "Huh… really?..."
He wouldn't quite describe Biru with the same adjectives. Perhaps an alcoholic derelict would be a more sufficient epithet for the guy. Other people would know that if they knew that he abandoned his kingdom for some playtime in New Sparta.
"Of course! Nobody has seen a Dwarf for thousands of years! And he brings with him legendary items as well, such as the mythical Damascus Steel! Some even say the man has already figured out a way to make Mithril, though I don't know if that's true or not…"
Michael sighed. The Dwarven King was having way too much fun in New Sparta.
