"I will help find your stolen items as well," Spiriah then spoke up.
Morlun let out a snort. A thin trail of smoke emanated from his nostrils. "Have you wymlings ever dealt with the likes of humans? Elves? Do you know what a dwarf even is?" he asked in a stern tone. Morlun wasn't mean. However, as the oldest and only male of the siblings, he was protective of his younger sisters, and quick to scold when they had foolish ideas. Spiriah in particular.
She took a step back from the question. "I... I know what a dwarf is," she mumbled with a frown.