Sieghard, Elsa & Urgrim

Skorgrund snorted. "Any dwarf with eyes could have told you that was a rune of power," he said, pointing to the blade. "What do I care whether or not you told your princeling? He's got nothing to do with it. This spear was forged by the revered elders of Clan Dwimmulson. You should have brought it to us."

He peered at Sieghard through narrowed eyes. "Just a sellsword," he repeated. "No ancestors of note? Are you from these parts?"