Voren sighed. Why was it that only a few hours could be spent here, yet they'd spent nearly a week in actively hostile towns before. Recently, even.

After grumbling quietly to himself, something about impatient dwarves, communications devices, and where they could both be shoved, he replies:
"Must we leave so soon? It's not like we've been here very long, and I'm rather enjoying being able to walk down the street without women screaming and men pulling daggers, or worse, men screaming and women pulling daggers."

But he knew the dwarf would not be dissuaded easily and so began walking back to the ship, where he tracked down Moqorro and the others.

"So, where to next?